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So I only lost .4 oz. Still it's a loss. The size 14 jeans (thank goodness they are stretch!!!!) fit. Just looking forward to them fitting more loosely so my belly button doesn't look like a butt crack. Again...Day 2 of doing better. I think the protein shake for one meal a day will work...plus drinking 98.7fl oz water doesn't hurt. Not counting the 16 fl oz in the protein shake. Just hoping (and praying) it keeps me focused on the goal. What is the goal? Giving up laziness for Lent, reading my Bible more and doing Turbo Fire in its entirety. And then doing it again. **Thinking of adding in some P90x in there sometime too - if nothing more than the Ab Ripper. I've somehow hurt my wrist now - so that makes for a numb toe and tingling on my right foot too. At age 43, I may be falling apart.
I awoke to the tail end of a nightmare this morning. NOT what I'd like to remember, but it won't let me go until I write it down. If you want to stop here, feel free too. It was terrible.
Here's what I remember -
My husband (a much thinner and hairier chested version of my husband) and I were getting ready for bed in my parents bedroom. My parents came home and we said we would go upstairs - due to there was too much stuff piled everywhere. Daddy stayed in the bedroom, and Mama and I got into it a bit. I told her I didn't want her to stay a hoarder, that I would help her not be that. She said something - can't remember. Remembered we were in the living room, and it was pouring rain outside. I remember seeing her trying to open a closed window with large bolt cutters. She heard something outside and was saying "Is that Minnie Mouse?" over and over. I told her not to open the window or door because there was another dog around our area that looked like Minnie Mouse, but was meaner. Next thing I know, we are walking to the kitchen - which is completely empty except for a black dog with a red collar --thinner than the real Minnie Mouse but we know it's her anyway- and it's left hind leg is completely ripped off and is no where to be found and there is blood everywhere. She was limping and whining and hobbling towards my mom. Mom is screaming "What happened?" I'm screaming - how did she get outside? Thinking about the kennel in the back room.....and I wake up.
I'm very much a lover of dogs and have a furry child myself. This dream was just terrible. I cannot explain to you the loss I felt (and still feel) from this dream. I wanted to go directly to see Minnie Mouse for myself to make sure she was okay. I haven't looked it up on Dream Dictionary yet, but probably will.
Diet Calendar Entries for 22 February 2013:
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1759 kcal
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Fat: 84.30g | Prot: 121.25g | Carb: 146.14g.
Breakfast: Grapefruit, 90 Calorie Brownies - Chocolate Fudge, toufayan mini pita, 100% Natural Creamy Peanut Butter, Jam Preserves, Light & Fit Greek - Vanilla, Tap Water. Lunch: Super Advanced Whey Protein - Chocolate Peanut Butter, PB2 Chocolate Powdered Peanut Butter, Bottled Water. Dinner: Tap Water, Greek Chicken Salad. Snacks/Other: Roasted & Salted Pistachios in Shells, Get Lost Red Tea, Decaffeinated Coffee, Pepsi Max (Can), Water (Bottled), Tap Water. more...
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3247 kcal
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Activities & Exercise:
Desk Work - 8 hours, Stretching (yoga) - 10 minutes, Dance (fast step, aerobic) - 43 minutes, Sleeping - 5 hours, Resting - 10 hours and 7 minutes. more...
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A loss is a loss and it sounds like you have a good plan in place to get back on track. That nightmare sounds terrible! I've had those before too and it sometimes is so hard to shake the bad feeling from them. I'm sure there is something in there still about loss and kind of feeling helpless, and maybe some anxiety about a situation you can't fix. I hope you have no more nightmares! Good luck!
22 Feb 13 by member: mars2kids
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MX5OqyBYKh4
TobyMac video has really helped me today. Grief is tough. I thought I was "okay" and dealing with it in a positive way. Then <<<BAM>>> it hits you like a ton of bricks and just trying to function gets, well, challenging.
22 Feb 13 by member: MightyFull
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For some reason us humans have a hard time dealing with grief. There are so many stages of grief and going through them all is so hard. When my husband lost his mom it was hard on all of us, but of course it hit him the hardest. After 3 years he's still dealing with the grief, but it's not as constant any more. I think the first whole year was the hardest and it got a little easier after that. You never completely get over it, but you learn to get by and live your life.
22 Feb 13 by member: mars2kids
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