Category: My Life

I woke up knowing that today was the day I would start back on Weight Watchers. Breakfast is always easy for me, because I like yogurt and the 1 point English muffins. I add to that a one egg white omelet and life is great!

Then I showered and weighed myself.

Gasp!

After that, no matter what I put on, I felt pudgy all day. Of course this is good motivation to stay on the plan. In fact I had a leader once who said to wear those tight jeans, because they keep you honest. I think she could be right.

I wasn’t in the mood for a salad, but I made myself one anyway. I made it with tuna sprinkled over the top. Usually I love this. Today, it felt like a terrible punishment, but I persevered and ate all of it.

I know myself pretty well. There are certain things I can eat and some things that I cannot. For instance…CHOCOLATE in any shape or form sends me to Heaven! I cannot get enough. I dream of it and all I want to do is eat it all. There is no way this girl could ever live in Hershey, Pennsylvania! Yes, chocolate is my drug of choice!

My other downfall are carbs. I haven’t met a carb I didn’t like, with the exception of the breadfruit, and I’m not convinced that it is actually a carb. During the month of December, I definitely over-carbed myself.  You should have seen some of the things they had on the cruise, and then when I came home I had that wonderful Marzipan Stollen Bread! Ah, the thought of it makes my stomach cry out for more!

Now it is time to pay the piper and get back on track.

Why am I doing this? Because I would hate like heck to allow myself to gain back all the weight that I lost. It is amazing how quickly it goes on, and how S.L.O.W.L.Y it goes off. So, call this a preemptive strike!

The dackels are all quite supportive although they miss the scraps. They all know that when Mama is dieting, she cleans her plate and there is nothing left for the little dogs!

Nothing much to report about my eye. I’m resting it and trying to do what the doctor advised, but it was so tough with the lopsided vision. Then Hubby got me a Captain Jack Sparrow eye patch and at least I can watch TV and read, even if I look a bit like a pirate!

Yesterday I wanted to clean up after Christmas. You know, put things away and get back to normal life. It just didn’t happen. I looked, I thought and then I stayed in my chair. Apparently, my walk had made me a little tired. So I got to enjoy the decorations for one more day.

This morning, while Hubby was out clearing the drive and patio from our 8 inch snowstorm, I got the decoration box and started putting things away. I wrapped Santa and Christmas trees and with each item packed, said good-bye to Christmas 2009.

I got just about everything packed, and once I am back to normal I will work with Hubby to get the boxes up in the attic. For now they can sit in our unused living room. (We use our family room for daily life.)

It was very cold and windy here today and I did not make it outside. Even the dackels didn’t want to go outside, but I kicked their little dackel bottoms out! LOL!

Hubby cleared the snow that had drifted from the wind, and now he is thawing in front of the fire in the hearth.

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Tomorrow morning I go back on the Weight Watcher’s diet. It’s time. I really need to get my eating back under control and lose the ten pounds that somehow found me over the holidays. I haven’t done well. Somehow that Peppermint Bark Candy found it’s way into my mouth, as well as Lindt Truffels, and German Stollen bread! On our cruise they had Marzipan Stollen for breakfast everyday and I admit I ate it every day! I also had one of my all time favorite things, Eggnog! Now there is a diet killer if there ever was one!

So on Monday morning it is back to yogurt, salads, tuna fish and chicken, until I get those ten pounds off. Anyone else kind of blow their diets during this past Christmas?

It constantly amazes me that as good as I was losing the weight, the moment I am not totally vigilant, the weight comes right back to visit!

So here is to the New Year, and the loss of that little bit of weight ,so that my jeans zip once again, without the use of pliers!

I decided that I had done way too much yesterday, so today I have been just making meals and if I am up, then I will pick up something on my way to the bedroom, or the kitchen, etc. and put it away. My right eye is doing okay, although I have had a little discomfort, which is keeping me honest with my rest.

You can see my right eye looks pretty good, even if it doesn’t open all the way quite yet. In time it will and I just know I will regain my vision. I have faith!

I do wonder why I have had two retinal detachments at such a young age. I mean, I am 51 years old and have had detachments in both eyes! What’s with that?

Many years ago, we’re talking many, because I was only 14 at the time, my Dad took some pictures of me. I thought, in my adolescent vanity, that my eyes were so beautiful! In fact I always thought that my eyes were my best feature.

I was 15 here.

Of course now, I am a wee bit depressed because, my eyes no longer hold the glint of youth.

Of course, I kick myself and tell myself that I can see! That is the most important thing, right? I just need to get my priorities straight! I also need to stop having this little pity party and get on with it.

So the next few days I will just take it easy and stop being so hard on myself. We are planning to get some groceries tomorrow and if I can swing it (meaning feeling well enough), I would like to have Chinese food for our lunch.

Slowly, life is getting back to normal and soon I will be back up and running around with my doggies!

I wish I’d had my camera with me today, but alas, I’d left it at home. Hubby drove me over to see Dr. C. my retinal surgeon, and it snowed all the way over and all the way back. In fact on the way home, the only reason we made it safely was because Hubby is a fantastic driver in the snow and avoided two certain car crashes. The first would have been caused by an oogler. Some jerk that wanted to look at a man who had skidded off the road. He literally stopped in the middle of the road. Hubby was able to stop in time and all was well.

The second was caused by slippery conditions at home. We were turning into our street and the car kept going straight. Fortunately, Hubby is a snow master and he hung in there and got the car to turn!

My Hero!

Once home, I did way too much. I did three loads of laundry, made dinner and did the dishes. It was then that Hubby reminded me that I was supposed to be resting, so I have now gotten in my pajamas, and I am resting in my chair and have my feet up.

We had three inches of new snow, which makes it pretty, and now the wind has picked up. Tomorrow the cold temperature will settle in and I think it will be a nice day to get the fireplace going.

It’s nice to be back writing and sharing things with you all.

Goodnight!

I’m taking a few minutes to sit up, with my head tilted, to write you all a little note. I’ve decided that I am a Blog Addict! I really miss writing each day and sharing my little corner of the world with you all.

I have been a very good little girl, lying here, on my side, resting. I believe my eye is doing well, but I am still having double vision when the eye is not patched and there is occasionally quite a bit of discomfort.

Still I feel incredibly lucky on many levels. I feel lucky to live in a country with some of the finest doctors in the world. In fact my surgeon is doing research now that may help restore vision to the blind.

I feel lucky to be married to a man who would drive 1200 miles to get me to my doctor, and to cook and clean up meals so that I can rest and heal.

Me and Mandy

I feel lucky to have a daughter and husband and M, who came and made my Christmas Eve dinner! I felt loved and cared for, even if it was hard for me to lie still.

And I feel lucky to have my pups who have taken such good care of me.!

Greta and Arnie

Anneliese

And I feel lucky to have all of you who are out there praying for my return to health. Thank you!

Written by Sister Melodie, as told to her by Maribeth

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It’s been a long couple of days. I know most of you are wondering why I haven’t posted anything since the end of my vacation so here is the long and short of it……

Hubby and I were really lucky to have gotten off the ship a little earlier than most. We had a plane to catch that would land in Atlanta where we would board a connecting flight to Boston. We made the flight out of Puerto Rico and landed as scheduled in Atlanta.

This is where things began to go from bad to worse.

There was a huge snowstorm hitting the Northeast. At first we thought we would only be delayed, but as time passed, more and more flights were canceled leaving crowds of people trying to scramble to change their flights.

We saw we were number 96 and 97 on the standby list meaning that there was no way we were going anywhere.

Hubby and I then decided to check other airlines and see if there was a chance that we could find two seats so we could head home, but everyone else had the same idea and in fact we were told that they would not be selling any tickets until Wednesday.

As I got up out of my seat about this time the retina in my right eye detached. The one in my left eye had done the same thing 7 years ago so I knew right away what had happened. As much as I dreaded telling hubby what had occurred at the most inopportune time I knew immediately that I had to get to my eye doctor as fast as possible.

Hubby said we would rent a car and take turns driving, but there was no way I could drive since I had no vision in my right eye. He’d have to do the whole drive all twelve hundred miles himself!

Luckily we were able to rent a car fairly quickly and off we went at 4pm on Sunday with Hubby driving all through the night. He really had Santa beat with his all night drive without the help of Rudolf I might add.

When we hit NJ I had an idea to call my sister, Melodie who lives in Connecticut. Hubby could bring me to her house, Mel could drive me to Dartmouth to the eye doctor and Hubby could head to Boston, return the rental car and pick up our car and head home for a rest.

Mel was more than happy to help out and we arrived at her house at 9:30 am. Our only stops along the way had been for coffee to keep us awake and then pit stops because we drank so much coffee to keep us awake.

At around 7am I had called my doctor and was told to get there as fast as I could. They would be waiting for me and not to eat or drink anything in case I needed an operation.

At Mel’s I grabbed my toothbrush and a very few things out of my bags and moved into her car, as we sped off to Dartmouth, Hubby headed to Boston.

Mel drove swiftly along and we arrived at just about 1pm where I was examined and my suspicions were confirmed, I did have another retinal detachment. I was led to the treatment room and my good doctor said my sister could stay by my side and hold my hand. Mel watched the whole thing.

At one point when we thought we were nearing the end of the whole procedure the pressure in my eye jumped up dangerously and Doctor C. had to work quickly to lower it before damage could be done.

Dr. C. confirmed that I had arrived in time because it is during the first 24 hours that the best results and repairs can be made with a detachment. I was so very, very lucky!!

We finally left the hospital some time after 5pm. Mel hadn’t eaten since breakfast and I had not had anything since around 4am.

We made our way to a nearby hotel that the hospital recommended and got a room.

I had been instructed by Doctor C. that I MUST for the next two weeks lie in a certain position to assure that the reattachment would work and heal properly.

The whole thing was pretty scary and very painful once the block wore off. Mel had gotten me some pain medication at the hospital pharmacy which didn’t do a heck of a lot, but helped some.

Mel waited on me, got up in the night when I was awake, found tea and food for us and helped me take a bath, let me use her pajamas and made sure I was lying in the right position.

The next morning after a good breakfast we reported back to the hospital where Dr. C. rechecked my eye. The pressure was good and everything looked good.

At this point Hubby arrived to take me home, having dug our car of the snow in Boston by hand, and arriving home Monday afternoon at around 4pm a full 24 hours since we had left Atlanta. Thankfully he brought me my coat; pillow and a blanket so I could lie down in the car all the way home.
Today found me back at the hospital for another check and even though I feel like I am looking through Vaseline I am beginning to get my sight back already.

Being able to see is such a wonderful gift and one we all take for granted until we find ourselves in a position of not being able to see. There is no doubt in my mind that my best Christmas gift for this year is the gift of my sight!!!