Birds are the most popular group in the animal kingdom. We feed them and tame them and think we know them. And yet they inhabit a world which is really rather mysterious. ~David Attenborough~
In an effort to save time and feed two birds with one worm, I present to you a non-mysterious update on mom and my sugar addiction.
Mom is awesome. After suffering a TIA last week Tuesday, she was bright, chatty and extremely alert when I saw her on Saturday. It’s as if her body received a jolt of the positive kind. The only lingering effects seem to be that her memories remain a bit more mixed up than before the TIA. Mom keeps telling me about the same news story that happened I-don’t-know-when-or-where over and over again. I just listen and pretend she’s telling me this story for the first time. I fully expect I will hear it again this coming weekend, along with her confusion about whether I’m her sister or daughter. As for the daily dose of brandy, mom was a little peeved on Saturday. Previously, on Thursday morning, I talked to Aide Heather at assisted living and asked that they not give mom any adult refreshment for a couple of days. I remained on edge about her TIA and wanted to give mom a little time for recovery. Plus, I wanted to check with her doctor that this would be allowed despite the addition of a medication. Needless to say, that didn’t sit well with mom and she thought the aides were lying to her when they told her it was my idea to refuse her nightcap. There’s that feistiness! Anyhow, the doctor had given his stamp of approval on this practice and the brandy ban was immediately lifted. Mom is back to normal, enjoying one of the few things she has left to enjoy and generally not taking anyone’s crap.
I made it. Two weeks avoiding bad sugars. No cookies, cake, pie or corn syrup solids. No honey or maple syrup. My only cheat was an adult refreshment (I am my mother’s daughter) during a Packer game that did not end well. (I could have further drowned my sorrows in something chocolate-y good, but I held myself back.) I kept a food journal the entire time and also started a regular routine at the gym with Natasha and the pool. I’ve lost a couple of the extra holiday pounds and am feeling physically stronger. I stopped writing in the food journal after the two weeks were up, but started in again this week. For my own good. I had been attempting to avoid an assortment cookies that were in our conference room for two days. They were there for employees participating in training. The first day wasn’t bad…I was able to resist with a good amount of ease. Day two, however, almost dragged me face first into the plate of sugar, flour and chocolate chips. Tuesday was a “hungry” day (as opposed to a sugar craving day), which is an occasional day when I want to eat anything edible or non-edible in sight (I will contemplate chewing on my own arm). Cookies should never be in my proximity on those days. Anyhow, I resisted and ate an apple instead. And then I went to the gym. Then I went home and ate a healthy piece of salmon with asparagus and greens. Yum. No, really, it was yum. The journey continues, day by day. Natasha and I both know that we are better off without refined sugar and flour, which means that we will have to give away the boxes of Girl Scout cookies that we ordered from the eight year old that lives downstairs (she wants to sell 100 boxes). I know that’s a travesty, but it’s a price that we pay for clean living and neither of us can resist if the boxes are easily accessible. Then again, perhaps we’ll eat one cookie out of each box and give the rest away. No one can claim pure abstinence. There’s a cheat day in there for all of us…as long as it doesn’t turn into a cheat week, or month, or year.