Today we received the best news that we could have. Marc’s father’s cancer is the lowest grade possible. 6 immunotherapy treatments and the prognosis is great. What a tremendous relief!
So let’s see, I have the excuse of that being a stressor for me for weeks. Combined with the holidays. Combined with my normal set of excuses.
Now I don’t have that. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my chest. Of course, it has landed on my stomach.
Holy crap! I have not been on the scale but I know that I have gained even more weight.
It’s just terrible.
But the most important thing in the world is not my weight. It is the health and happiness of people that I love.
Tomorrow I will get up and it will be a new day. A new start. Hell yeah!
Fat Jen – I’m taking you DOWN!