Sorry about the death and especially about your husband's health. Sending pixie dust your way.
Sorry about the migraine, but lovely about having your family there. Hope the change in living arrangements doesn't throw you off-balance in the food dept.
OK, everyone knows I come here to vent, so let me just say, "I picked the wrong week to give up sniffing glue!"
DH and I agreed last week that we are going to do Nutrisystem for 3 months. We both need to lose 20 lbs, but we have many minor bad habits that add up to the weight not coming off. The food is a little expensive, but we decided the control would help us to take off the weight and hit the reset button on how we eat. The food came mid-week, and we agreed that it would be easier to start on Saturday, when we had time to look at what we were doing.
So far, so good, right? I go to bed around 11 Friday night, only to have the phone ring at 11:40. My mother has a live-in caregiver due to multiple health problems. The caregiver calls and tells me to get over there, because she is leaving. No explanation, no nothing. I grab a set of clean clothes, pull on my robe and slippers, grab the morning food from my Nutrisystem carton, and zip over there.
The house was an incredible mess. We could report the caregiver for elder abuse, because the house was a health hazard. Rotten food left on the stove, in the fridge, soiled Depends left on the floor, dirty dishes and half-drunk water bottles everywhere! To top it off, mom got sick to her stomach, either from the stress or food poisoning, so when I wasn't cleaning the other messes, I had to do 8 loads of laundry and bathe my mother repeatedly as well as clean up the cr@p that got everywhere.
Anyways, I have kept to the Nutrisystem. (yay me!) In a way, it's a blessing, because heaven knows what I would be eating if I hadn't already laid out the money for this (donuts and cheeseburgers come to mind). I found an agency to send a certified nursing assistant for this week, and then Mom is going to "test-drive" an assisted living facility. Please all send pixie dust that the facility works out for her.
OK, vent over. Sorry for the TMI, but I just had to have my pity party.