Yesterday was Wednesday.
Yesterday was September 26, 2018.
Yesterday was Wednesday, September 26, 2018.
It was a typical Wednesday.
It was our typical, chaotic, glorious morning of getting 5 people fed and out the door for school and work.
Yesterday was also the day that I was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes.
That was the sucker punch that my Wednesday morning did not need. The information came at me quickly. A plan of action was developed at record speed. By 9:15 am not only had I successfully gotten everyone all the places, but I also had a diagnosis, a meal plan and prescriptions to pick up at CVS. I spent the day seeing clients – such a welcome distraction from everything on my mind. My head was pounding with information and questions, but was also pounding with a headache from all the crying I had done.
Now its Thursday and the information and plans that were made on Wednesday need to be implemented. I know what has to be done, I just don’t feel super capable right now. There’s alot to do and prepare and coordinate and even though that may seem simple – the fact of the matter is that yesterday – the demons of my whole life – attacked me at full force. My battle with food and obesity took center stage yesterday.
This battle is exhausting. Struggling with food and weight issues… It’s exhausting and demeaning and joy stealing.
Yesterday, my demons served a blow that sent me reeling.
Today, I’m going after my demons.