Jornal de amanda123, 30 ago 10

Good Morning everyone. Well I was not good this weekend but I didnt really plan to be good either. I am glad it is over because I am ready to get back to my old woe because eating sugar & carbs makes me sick to my stomach. I hate that miserable stuffed feeling. Classes start today and I am still waiting for 2 of my books to arrive in the mail. I am having a sad morning. It really hit me yesterday. "Daddy is dying". I never see him anymore. I go over to visit and he is in bed. I went over yesterday to borrow something and he was in bed again. While I was there he got up and he looked awful. His color was bad, he was shaking and he had blood in his mouth. It looked like it was all he could do to stand there and make coffee. It kills me to see him like that. I guess I have been in denial but seeing him getting weaker & weaker makes it real. I want to believe that he is just in the early stages of Liver Cirrhosis but I know better. Well I better talk about something else. I cried on the way to work and I just got my makeup back on so I dont' want to ruin it. My scales are ruined. I was running bathwater for the kids last night and I stepped down the hall to get towels. I heard Levi running towards the bathroom and before I could catch him he threw my scales into the bathtub full of water. I took them out, shook them out, and sat them in front of a fan to dry out but it was too late. They're a gonner. I had a nice anniversary weekend but I think I am starting to realize fun and food don't always go together since I just ended up full and miserable all weekend. We have scales at work and I am estimating the damage at around a 7 pound gain! Well there is no use crying over spilled milk. Back to induction and looking forward to it.