Finally, I got to go to the track yesterday. So I took one of my sister’s kids and headed up there yesterday morning. I was extremely excited to get back at it, but a little concerned since I had not been up there for almost two weeks. Yikes. So I ended up doing the one lap intervals of running and walking and that went well for the first time back after a break. Not sure what to do with my C25k pages. I am clearly not sticking to the program anymore and I don’t think I will ever be. It is what got me started and got me committed to walking/running, though.
I spent last night and all day today at the hospital (then later the rehab) so I have not had enough water. I had taken some, but not enough. I am not sure about weighing tomorrow because of this. But the weight loss is going good right now. At this rate, I should break into the 150’s within the next few days. Our vacation is next week. We are staying in a cabin by a river. It looks as though there might be a good place to run along the road that the house is on. My new Cooking Light came today and there are two recipes that I am looking forward to making while we are there: Maple Grilled Salmon and Grilled Ginger Lime Shrimp. There are no reviews as of now since they are in the current issue. If I remember, once I get back I will post about how they turned out. I am on such a major seafood kick right now, but there were several other recipes from the July issue that I want to try. It has a beautiful cherry pie on the cover, but I don’t have room for desert calories right now.
Dad is now in rehab. I am not sure that I am happy with where he is, but I don’t know if I am just being paranoid. The nurses were just not exuding energy and love for their job like the ones at the hospital did. Physically, I question their ability to provide what my dad needs. Compared to the energetic nurses and aids at the hospital, these ladies are sluggish and huffing and puffing and seem to be sitting whenever possible. It is late and I slept on the floor in dad’s room last night and I am tired and I probably just need to chill out and just keep an eye on the situation. It is just that the hospital staff was incredible AND two of us were staying with dad 24/7 (mom stays with dad, but somebody has got to stay with mom!). Now, we have turned him over to a new place that is different and scary and he is there by himself except for visiting hours which is from 4-8:30 pm. Ugh. Suddenly, I am in the sandwich that people talk about. I have a parent who is as dependent as a child and I have young children. Worrying about whether an aid is changing your parent’s bedding as needed and whether he is confused and scared and lonely…heartbreaking. Watching my mom have to walk away from her husband of 58 years, knowing she is worrying about the same things….heartbreaking. I just keep seeing in my mind a daisy that is healthy and beautiful and unsuspecting in the environment where it belongs, then suddenly a giant hands rips it up by the roots and plants it in the desert. How bewildering.
Time for some serious sleep. I may go to the track tomorrow morning, but to do so I would have to leave my mom here by herself. Not sure I want to do that. I worry about her worrying about dad. Worry. Worry. 
