I recently started the New Year in the hospital having fallen and blacking out. My hospital nurses and doctors were very good and friendly. I used to be afraid of the hospital thinking that I will end up dead. Now I['ve been given a new refreshed life as a human. I don't have any after effects from the fall. I have a walker (called Rollator) and had to go through a whole slew of therapy. You'd think I can't speak or cook after falling. I thank God that I['m alive and that my outlook is bright.
I am currently 89 lbs, I lost 60 lbs since three years ago. I have no one to blame but myself. I went off carbs and pasta, and rice which I really miss. I also have acquired two dogs and so I share my food from the table with them. I was strict in eating only meat and the occasional potato. Now that I'm well enough, I need to gain weight, I can't buy clothes lest these only last a short time because of my gaining (hopefully), And if I bought clothes they might be too tight after I've gained back my weight. So I wear the same clothes in rotation. I visit my doctors and they might be curious that I wear the same clothes to see them. I make sure I know what clothes I wear when I see a doctor and make sure that they haven't see me wear these clothes from the last time, Oh, if only I were a normal weight, life will be happier,
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