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My Fat is Stressed

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My stress eating is stressing me out. I’m eating because several times a day my husband is doing things that scare me. He will be 80 in November (and is quite smug about that) but ACTS as if he’s 20. He has had a couple of strokes and has mainly come back, but still has trouble speaking at times, typing, figuring out technology, and walking at times.

We are adapting to this fairly well, adjusting our activities, expectations, helping each other as much as we can, hiring others to do what we’ve always handled ourselves (as much as we can afford).

The stress comes when he decides to do something I consider foolhardy (is that even a word anymore?) Yesterday he was standing on a wobbly, heavy plastic can on the carpet in the corner of our office, trying to get the top to grip down to the can. He was holding onto some shelves above, but the shelves aren’t really attached to anything. They LIE on some supports, so they can come crashing down, along with everything ON them, ONTO the person who was standing on top of the can. I leapt up to try to get him down. He told me to grab a 4″ x 6″ battery we have for a UPS and hit the rim of the top with it. I managed to do that several times while he turned the can with his feet. We did get the top on the can, but I was exhausted with sore hands from crashing the battery into the rim as hard as I could over and over. I got my husband down safely, but this is what we’re doing several times a day, no matter what I say or do.

I’m seriously thinking of making him wear a bell like a cat or tying his leg to his recliner where I have the only key…

When my husband went to bed last night I ended up eating half a bag of Fritos as if I were starving. I had done well on my eating all day, but blew it as soon as I was alone. It’s a play on the ‘if the tree falls in the woods’ question – ‘if no one SEES you eat, does it count’…

My SCALES don’t need to see me eat. They just die laughing every time I step on them. I’m getting quite hostile.

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Stuffing My Face

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I did well on eating yesterday, plus getting lots of exercise doing 7 total loads of laundry, cleaning up the sheets I used protecting plants from the hail storm, folding them and putting them away for next time. I did the 7th load because my husband had trouble with the bacon cheeseburger I brought him from Lunch Bunch, dumping it on his robe. I finally went to sleep after getting that in the dryer, about 1:30 or so this morning. The problem is that when my husband went to bed, I was ravenous, eating everything except the fridge.

It’s been a bit stressful around here. My husband hurt his back about a week ago. He was pulling on something in the shop and heard a ‘pop’ in his back. He wouldn’t let me take him to a doctor. He’s been using the heat pad (won’t switch off with ice), and taking Tylenol.

After about half an hour of my massage therapist’s expertise Thursday, he spent the first day since he hurt himself pain-free. He is still better than he was, but is having trouble when he has to change position. she said he should get x-rays and probably go to a chiropractor. (Of course, that went in one ear and out the other.)

Last night he came downstairs about 2 a.m. and went to sleep in his chair. About 4 a.m. for some reason his recliner went over backwards, dumping him on the floor. His feet knocked his tray table over. He managed to get the chair back upright and slept the rest of the night.

This morning I picked up the tray table and put it back together again, retrieved all the stuff that fell off of it, etc. Thankfully, the glass that was on the rug was plastic, and was empty at the time everything dumped. He seems to be doing fine right now, but I’m checking on him on a regular basis.

Until we can get his pain and movement under better control, I’m afraid I’m destined to look like the sweet critter at the top of this post. I’ll try again today, and hopefully won’t be still doing laundry at 1 a.m. and will be upstairs with my husband – both of us resting quietly tonight.

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Stress Eating

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We just got home from a trip to Ft. Smith.

Yesterday we discovered that our generator failed to do its weekly automatic test. It also failed to start manually. We charged the battery we just bought last month, and installed a new air filter. The oil level and quality was fine. My husband took out the starter motor and tested it in the shop. No one in Greenwood works on starter motors, so we found a guy in Ft. Smith.

The traffic was AWFUL. My husband is always complaining about the “Anti-destination League,” who take pride in driving side by side in the left lane with the vehicle on the right, so no one can do anything. They really seemed to be out in force today, causing my husband a huge amount of frustration. His griping and efforts to try to get around the traffic cause ME a lot of stress as well.

We found the motor repair place, left the motor with the man, and started to drive home. We agreed to stop for something to eat. We found a Burger King. Each of us had a bacon cheeseburger and French fries. NOT on our diet! The burger was a burger, but the French fries were magnificent.

We are home now, in one piece. I didn’t kill my husband for scaring me to death over and over, but it was a close thing.

I think I may see if I can just go get the motor – if the man can fix it – by myself.

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Diet and Exercise Run Amok

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It’s run amok because I am a stress eater. My appetite would choke a horse on regular days. Under stress, I could win awards at the hot dog eating contests at the fair.

When we were dating, my husband would suddenly decide we should stop and get something to eat – a thing I later realized was a reaction to my getting terse, sarcastic, and maybe even downright ‘snipe-y’ when I got too hungry.

My appetite is endless and I end up stuffing my face with all sorts of things I shouldn’t eat. Afterwards, my more mature side comes out and takes the lead. Happily, MOST of my days are more controlled. I’m having a bit more trouble lately.

The good thing, as far as I’m concerned, is that each day is a new one. I’m coming up with more and more things to do that are fun and distracting – or productive – to do, resulting in fewer ‘stuff-my-face’ binges. I’m trying to plan our meals and any snacks. When my husband brings home things we shouldn’t eat, I put them somewhere I don’t see them – or, better yet, have HIM put them somewhere HE can access them if he wants, but that I don’t run across them continually.

I’m writing down my elliptical practice and my yoga stretches on my to-do list, scheduling them in my day as priorities. As a part of the to-do stuff is one project each day that will make me feel productive. (Today’s project is working on a clean-up of my art room.)

SO – as I type, my mouth is firmly closed. :0) I’m going to heed this suggestion –

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One day at a time.

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