Oh dear Oh dear Oh dear what can i say about today i could sit here and type lots of happy things and say how well i have done today i only ate salad and fruit and pretend that everythings alright or i can face the truth and tell you all about my day so here goes :sigh:
So after my chat/cry/shout with hubby on sunday he was suppose to go to the docs yesterday, this didnt happen and instead said he would go this morning before his appointment with the people at the hospital (mental health team) so off he went to que up half hour before they opened he was 2nd in line they open at half 8 but you have to get there early lol anyways so he got in and his doctor wasnt there which was fine just meant he had to see a different doctor well i got a phone call at 9 saying he didnt think he could wait any longer to be seen otherwise he would miss his other appointment, i told him to speak to the receptionist as surely they must have overlooked him, i walk pass the docs not long after and hes outside of it after walking out in a mood (which i cant really blame him after standing in the cold for 30mins just so that he would get seen quickly) He was in a right temper again i can understand but all i was thinking was 1, if only he had gone yesterday he would have got his pills and 2 oh great means hes got no pills and god knows when he will bother to go back to the docs, he ended up going to his hospital appointment and said he would ask them if they can give him his pills like before. For the next hour I felt like crap waiting for him to phone to let me know how it went (orthough this normally consists of it was fine we spoke i go again next week, not really helpful but atleast its something) He eventually phoned and said that his caseworker was going to phone the docs up and sort it out for me to pick his pills up for him aswell as have a go at making him wait so long and not getting him seen so all good on that front and she is going to give me a call in the week to see how im doing and how hubby behaves at home etc my side of things again this i think is great as perhaps they can see how bad he is at times and how he can put on such a front for people but change as soon as he walks though the front door. But i also worry about what im going to say to her aswell, Im going to be brutally honest about hubby not because i dont care but because i love him so much and if i can help him in anyway i will, i said to him on sunday how its got to breaking point again if he doesnt want to help himself that is fine but as much as i love him i pointed out that in 6months time we wouldnt be together as i really cant cope with it anymore (cue tears as i type) Im so so tired of putting on this fake happy face and telling everyone im fine everythings good yes hubbys fine thanks etc etc when all i seem to do the last few days is get more and more frustrated at not being able to help him or get him to see how all of this affects me and the kids how i cant talk to him without him thinking im having a go or im moaning at him when all im doing is trying to explain how im feeling how for the last week or so i know he hasnt been taking his pills, how it scares me he has them with him and i cant keep track of them again i explained atleast 1 i can see if you have took them and 2 if you havent i can see if you intend to do something silly and get help, i panic if he is late from work as my mind goes into over drive (my hubby once lefted for work absolutley fine kissed me goodbye in the morning said have a nice day see you tonight etc only to drive 300miles away to end things which he proceeded to phone me and tell me exactly what he was doing as he was doing it that was 10yrs ago but the fear panic and every emotion i felt whilst trying to get to him and get someone closer to where he was to him has and will forever stay with me) how i have to question everything i want to say to him incase i say something that he is going to twist and see wrongly. :cry: how do you tell your son he cant have a friend round because of his dad they dont understand and im sure there mums dont either i dont even know how to start that convo hi thanks for having my son round today but i cant return the favour as my hubby is a nutcase at the moment.
Grrr so after all this i have picked my hubbys pills up a months supply from the doc when normally hes only given 5 days max ive split them up and hid the rest, hes got to go see mental health team next week again and finally got a physciatrist appointment though for march all heading in the right way i hope he just carrys on with it all its so hard hearing your loved one say how they just dont wont to go on anymore when he is the nicest man ever who would do anything for anyone who has so much to live for and so many people around him to help and support him if only he would let us in that bit more.
So why have i told you all this well heres my food diary for today
2 muller rice
1 family size bag of pretzals
8 crackerbreads with cheese
chicken and pasta in tomatoe sauce
1 custard tart
and half a big box of thortons i feel sick and have just opened the back door and chucked the other half of the thortons down the garden.
Im so angry with myself but i just couldnt stop i tried to not do it but it was just like fighting a losing battle all the time as i was eating all i could think of was why am i doing this when im going to feel worst, why do this when i dont want to be fat, why eat all this c r a p when i have be doing so well why eat all this when it really really does not help me in the slightest it didnt make everything all right no food is going to help that, it didnt make me feel better it just made me feel worse and it certainly didnt help me lose weight it just made my journey that bit longer!
In saying all this i dont want you all thinking i want pity or anything i just wont you all to know that Ive had a c r a p day and this is what happens, this is just one of the ways i became fat and its just one of the things im struggling with changing, perhaps when i speak to hubbys case worker they can point me in the direction of a support group or something as i think i really need to let some of these feelings out to someone other then hubby as its not going to help him at all and keeping everything to myself and trying to be wonder woman and do every single thing in this house myself is certainly not helping me either or my waistline!
So heres where i say thats been today and tomorrow is tomorrow a whole different day, a better day, a day where i wake up and dont reach for food to comfort and console me a day where i keep on track and repair some of todays damage a day of new hope and new determination most of all a day of trying to succeed and not a day of oh well ive messed up big time whats the point as despite everything i am going to succeed in losing this fat i just may have a few more down times then some but im here and im going to stay im not giving up on me and this journey however hard it can be im going to fight this!!