Thank you for your words of encouragement
(and threats of ass-kicking) for Big D and I!
I really think though, that we won't need the ass-kicking. Finally. Finally.
Daryl and I have had MANY talks since last Wednesday night and he has said repeatedly he DOES NOT WANT TO DIE.
He wants to be here for his children, to see them grow, and so they can KNOW who their Daddy is. And of course, to be here for me!
So, we've agreed to tackle this obstacle together and turn it into a way of life. When he's made comments of how he will be "missing out" on certain foods, I keep reminding him he will NOT. I'm going to try to my hardest to make a healthier version for him. Yes, it won't taste exactly like it's full fat, full carb, full sugar counterparts, but I'm certainly to going to try to get it as close as I can.
I've been researching online like crazy. And getting meal ideas from my (awesome) boss.
Really, the only "hard" part for us is that we (I!) need to now plan ahead. No more last minute food decisions. No more spur of the moment grocery shopping unless we have a specific list and meal plan for the week in hand, to know what we are going to BUY. And as much as Daryl has teased me in the past, I am going back to meal planning. I HAVE to.
I need ways to make this easier on ME since I'm the one who will be preparing most of it. Daryl is actually more of a cook in this house, but he's super last minute on food and cooking decisions and we just can't be that way anymore.
And speaking of me? Remember how I kept talking about how I needed to take care of myself? Um, have i? No. That has to change, too. I can't be a good mother, wife, if I'm losing my mind. And unhealthy.
So.....with the gentle guidance of my new doctor, I'm going on Zoloft. I am not going to sigh and curse and moan. It IS what it is!
WISH us luck on this journey.
Will it be a bumpy road, with many twists and turns? Hell yes. But will it hopefully be a nice looooooong and scenic route (instead of a sudden, sad drop off) for all of us??