3/7/2011 Dad died
3/8/1928 Mom was born
I remember Mom and Dad with fondness
Smiles
Secret Smirks
Quirks recalled
Wisdom dispensed
Mom reading Dr. Seuss
Then the horror
That tumor
The pain
The confusion
Missed events
Dad slipping away
in Alzheimer’s
The frailty
The helplessness.
I miss you both.
I remember you both.
My 4 oldest were held by you both.
My grand children don’t remember.
2 more generations and
All you were and all you did
will pass from memories.
What a tragedy.
They knew
They all knew
The Parents
The Teachers
The counselors
They knew
We weren’t crying
for help
We didn’t want
help
We held life and death in
the palms of our hands
We weren’t weak
We were determined
Hold hands, 3 of us
1…2…3 JUMP
cold icy water
my foot hurts–no my ankle
why do I feel pain?
Struggle to surface
Why struggle?
Current moves me
Pain
Inhale water
But I can’t
Blow out all air
but I can’t
Rock in my side
Branch on my arm
Roll to back
Cough…cry
Strong hands pull me out
I failed
They didn’t
Alone
I thought if I had a blog, then any progress I made, I could look back and see and encourage myself.
I was wrong.
Having a blog is stupid. I just post to all the world (the 1 person besides me that reads this) how I fail day after day after day. I am NOT encouraged. Walking or doing the elliptical or the stationary bike at a harder level and a longer period of time has negative results that are measureable…not positive. Since starting this ridiculous project–eating more home cooked meals, smaller portions, controlled intake of sugar, white flour, and salt, and doing aerobic exercise, I have gained about 1 pound/week. I am constantly tired, and have slept through meetings, appointments, conference calls and the like. I still can’t get up off the couch without a good push, and God help me if I ever drop something on the floor. I will continue to go to the gym, and to eat better, but I’m not going to weigh myself, or blog about my experiences, because ANYONE ELSE in the world that is doing what I’m doing is losing weight and feeling better. Obi wins. I concede.
This is my last post.
Well, I thought it would be my last post… I got a petition from all my reader pleading me to continue this silly thing.
Treadmill 30 min 2.5 mph 1.5 elevation
Measureable progress 