Showing posts with label Bad Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bad Day. Show all posts

Monday, September 27, 2010

Breakfast - Captain Crunch (i think, Fran puts the cereal in Tupperware)
Lunch - Chick-fil-a
Dinner - chicken Alfredo and broccoli

Weight - 187 lbs

5K - 23 min 12 sec / Total Run - 5 Miles - 41 min 05 sec

Bad Day

Just having trouble sleeping for a combination of things and woke up with a strange sense of anxiety today. I did think about Job though and I'm on a mission now to find a good study and dive into that book again.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Breakfast - hashbrown
Lunch - Home Team BBQ - pork wrap (they put mashed taters, slaw, and corn in it)
Dinner - some kind of chicken and bean stew Foo made...mmmmmm

Weight - 184 lbs

5k - 23 min 22 sec

Bad Day

I think Dad's cancer is really starting to eat his mind. He's always been a realist with a pessimistic lean but he now invents things to worry about and even if something isn't working out right, he over analyzes and stresses out over it. I've tried to pull out of Fran some of her mother's behaviors during her battle with cancer, but haven't got much in response except for she, and dad now, ordered and prioritized everything whether it was wrong or right. But who am I to determine whose priorities are right or wrong. Maybe he sees things more clearly at times, but at other moments the worldly things just muddle it up. I do believe though that when your prioritizing starts to delve into the realm of controlling you've lost it. We can't control anything except for our own thoughts and actions; and we're not too good at that. So how does worrying about everything besides your own fight make anything better. Its absolutely exhausting being an optimist.

Good news for Charlie boy. He won't have to have another MRI or lumbar puncture and treatment as usual and time will continue to heal him.

You know, I cried countless times when Charlie was fighting for his young life. I think it was because I really didn't know he was going to make it. I've never cried about Dad.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Breakfast - scrambled eggs, home fries, bacon
Lunch - Baja Fresh burrito and waffle fries (dont ask)
Dinner - ummmm

Weight - 184.5

Run - Started at MUSC and just kept going - like 4.2ish - 35 min 08 sec

Good Day / Bad Day

6 am check-in at MUSC came early but Charlie was in good spirits. Most likely because he had no idea what was coming. He did great in surgery and his ureters (he has an extra one) on the right side were elongated and re-implanted to stop the urine from refluxing back into the kidney. Its just so hard because he hasn't ate anything since last night and won't be able to until tomorrow morning so he is so hungry and tired and confused so he hasn't napped all day but just whined and whimpered. The MUSC doctors, nurses, staff, etc are great but all of the regulations and blah blah blah. No hospital is a day at the spa so we just make the most of it. It will be over soon. Mommy got to go home and sleep a bit while grammie and I stayed and that's when I got to go run. The run was mostly to burn stress from not being at work today when stuff needs to get done and also from talking about dad's prognosis and cancer journey at 7:30 in the am! That where the bad day comes in. I've come to the conclusion that we just have to keep maintaining his battle until God is ready. Ready for what; that hasn't been revealed yet. Most of my grass sprigs in the backyard are looking good though. Just waiting for them to spread now.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Breakfast - scrambled egg, toast, 2 turkey sausage links
Lunch - grilled pimento cheese with fried green tomatoes and bacon sandwich, coleslaw at the Okra Grill (more on that place later!)
Dinner - the Park Circle Burger and sweet potato fries at Sesame Burgers and Brew (even more on that place later later.)

Weight - 184 lbs

Frustration Run! - no time, no distance, just run until you feel better

Bad Day

The government sucks; I hate jumping through hoops that get you nowhere in business. My bro's financial aid at school has got dad stressed out, which is not good when he and mom are running around trying to get everything in order for the monthly Philly trip for dad's chemo. We all have these days when you just want to stop, go away, and not look at whatever it is in front on you. And some may say to keep on keeping on, but maybe it isn't so bad to slow it all down, get away and re-center yourself. That's what I did tonight and why my little vent here is this short. Thank you to my sweet wife and Kristin and Patrick!