Argh... it's 1.20am UK time, and I'm knackered, I am so totally lurgyfied, with sinus issues and a fever... yet I can't sleep! grrr I'm either roasting hot and shivering or freezing cold and shivering, I just can't win... but to top it off My sister txts me to tell me Heath Ledger has died... only 28 and leaves a little girl behind... poor thing, at least River Phoenix had no kids when he went, just an open casket photo shoot in the National Enquirer.
I got so worried about how bad I was feeling that I rang NHS direct... as I couldn't get an appt with a doctor until Friday, and hubby isn't really being a lot of help - as per usual - his idea of an early night is me going to bed but dealing with the kids when they wake up and kick off, which naturally means I go to bed at 8 and don't actually get into bed till 11pm - which seems kinda unfair to me, I know he goes to work but when I'm in the office it seems like a holiday compared to being in the house with 2 kids under 2!
So here I am ranting as usual did learn from the nurse on nhs direct that when you have a fever that you burn 3 times as many calories as you do when you are well... so rock on for a weight loss this week (yeah right I'm living on mini aeros and decaff coffee... that so isn't going to happen, which will much up my consistant loss in my new weigh in record... something else I'm going to have to reconcile with myself at some point).
I used to be so good at losing weight, I used to be able to drop 5, 6, 7lbs without blinking an eye, and whilst drinking loads on boozy weekends, now I eat the right stuff and don't drink... but it's still not really shifting! I'm still heavier than I was 2 weeks after I had my baby 6 months ago... still playing in my head all the time my obsterician told me i would die in childbirth, and that just in case I should have an epidural (which I didn't as the midwife believed I didn't need need it as I didn't have any pain until about 10 mins before he was born), but all the bad things people have said to me and about me when they don't think I can hear them are playing round my head too.
I even had one of my best friends tell me I should have gastric bypass surgery 'because it's not permanant yr stomach grows back', but having an operation that was meant to save my mother's life when she had cancer of the stomach just to lose weight seems a bit trivial, and I don't fancy taking vitamins everyday as I have enough trouble taking 1 tablet for my bp every day. It's getting to the point where I don't even fancy going outside anymore, which isn't good, and hubby doesn't take it seriously. i have the feeling that it would be sooo much easier just to pack up all my stuff and leave everything and everyone behind and start again somewhere else on my own. But that isn't really an option now is it?