August 18, 2010
Death
This past weekend I attended my class reunion in the Twin Cities. On Friday morning, my husband took our poochies out to the doggie motel (the Vet’s). One of our dogs, Princess (a Corgi mix), age 13 has been looking rather poorly the past month or so. We knew her hearing and eyesight were going and she was losing hair by the handfuls and now losing weight as well. We made the decision to put her down and she went peacefully. She was ready, even if we were not. It was good we were out of town all weekend. As with our past dogs, we had her cremated and now have her ashes alongside the others who have gone before her – she is now home for good.
We did not talk of her much over the weekend but we did on the way up to the Cities and the way home – from time to time (a 3 hour drive one way). We have a very good relationship with the Vet’s in town. They are very sensitive to the death of a family pet. Sure enough – there in the mail Monday was a sympathy card from the Docs at the Veterinary Clinic. It’s a nice touch. We still have our other two dogs, Elvis and Lucky. They are both under 6 years of age so we do not anticipate having to go through this again for several more years.
The Class Reunion – it was great fun seeing my old friends who were actually friends in High school. The rest are still the same – I think the name of the movie is “The Way We Were” :0)! The surprise for me was the loss of a classmate whom I knew quite well and always spent time with at each previous reunion. And the announcement of another classmate battling with the aftereffects of Agent Orange from Vietnam – and losing that battle. He was part of our neighborhood group throughout Junior High and part of High school (until that license came along at age 15 and allowed for expansion of one’s horizons – literally) :0)! Time marches on and there will be more deaths as we age. As I looked around the room on Friday night, I saw only old people and realized I was one of them. I do not see myself as “old” but I am – with the grey hair to prove it. But I still have all my teeth – YEA!
I’m very proud of myself because I did not overeat during the weekend, even though there was always food present. I did not gain an ounce all weekend. Of course once home, well – that’s another story. So how do I deal with this relapse? It does not mean I am a failure. It means I made a mistake and now I have to get back on the bandwagon and start monitoring my weight again – every day, all day. My husband and I went for a walk last night and again today, before supper. I have a little pedometer that I have in my pocket all day long so we measured how far we walked on our walking path. About 6/10ths of a mile. Today we took Elvis and he was poohed by the end of the walk. I was hoping the walking path we use would have been a mile. So now I have to figure out how I can get in a mile every day.
My next appointment for the Lapband is Tuesday September 7th early in the AM. I hope I can register more weight loss at that appointment. I’m guessing I will need another fill at that appointment. That should facilitate some more weight loss. I tried on an outfit I have not been able to wear for 3 years – AND – it fit so I wore it today. Will do that again tomorrow. Makes me feel good about what I have done and what I hope to continue doing – losing more weight. Until later – Tikki