Back on August 24, 2020, my family's life changed forever. Long story short, my husband suffered a stroke just after 3am that day. I had been begging him for years to take control of his health. He obviously didn't listen. Fast forward to the beginning of last year, I felt all of the stress of having him back home, taking him to all of his appointments, managing our home, and homeschooling our children. To say I was stressed is an absolute understatement.
How do I deal with stress? Simple. I stuff my damn face.
We don't have family nearby, so the phone calls alone had me ready to just say "fuck it" and do whatever to my body. My body has been showing all the signs that something needs to change, but I just wanted to make it to the end of the day without crying.
Things have gotten better in regards to my husband's health, so I'm ready to stop playing around with my own health and get back on track. I'm having abdominoplasty (tummy tuck) with a umbilical hernia repair on June 1st and I want to be as healthy as possible by then.
Here we go!
I'm going to be 43 next month and my back has been killing me for almost a week now. At a mere 5'2 in height, it doesn't take much in terms of weight gain for my body to starting showing signs of pisstivity.
Exercise: 1 hour indoor walk-GrowWithJo
Last night's sleep: absolute trash
Mood: Somewhere between meh and do I really have to (insert complaint here)?
Weight: 153.8
Body Fat: 39.9%
Way of Eating: Ketogenic
~Dee
