I am not giving up.

Last week I went to the dentist to have my teeth cleaned; the hygienist seemed to be disgusted with me and told me my mouth was a mess.  She asked me how often I flossed; i looked at her with her hands in my mouth and shook my head.  I don’t.  She seemed to have snorted and continued with her jack hammer of removing the cement from my teeth and gums.  I sat there angry at myself..when?  when I am really going to start to take care of myself.  I am a diabetic on an insulin pump and I eat everything in sight.  I weigh almost 300 lbs again…again.. I have a hard time walking any distance without my chest burning and being out of breath.  Sometimes I just hate this life.I watched a video on Facebook about a paratrooper who did too many jumps and did something to his back.  He had to wear braces on both legs and walked with canes.  He also weighed almost 300 lbs.  He started to do yoga and the video shows him falling down again and again and he said he would not give up.  I cried.  I am not going to give up; since last week I have flossed every night; I have returned to a food plan and my blood sugars have returned to normal.  I am walking at 10 minute intervals; tonight it hurt to walk that long…but I did it.  I am not giving up.I want to be able to return to hiking.  4 years ago I would hike 6 miles every weekend.  I love hiking. I am not giving up.

Snow

First real snow of the season.
I find it very comforting to be sitting on the couch, in my LL Bean flannel robe; looking out the patio door at the glorious whiteness.
The Apartment is quiet except the humming of the refrigerator; Stick it notes on my patio door; created by my grand daughter Annabelle.
So quiet and peaceful, even inside this morning;
Nothing more than this.
Not sure what all this means.
It really is difficult for me to relay what is going on this second inside. Just
quiet; nothing moving; except snowflakes falling.
Blinking green light of my router.
Exciting huh?

This journey to Chaz