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Just got home from my first rent-a-friend visit in months.
It was a good one. Totally need to buy his time more often.
We discussed mostly my issues with food, weight loss health and the opposite, why I do things I've done in regards to weight and food.
Also we discovered why I have sensory issues. Often seen in Autistic people, he commented. Yet I don't think I'm Autistic to any degree...though anything is possible. However here's what it is. I need to control what touches me, and how it touches me. Somethings just don't feel right. And I get all...freaked out about that. And when Chuck asked me why I think that is, I blurted out - "Because people started touching me when I was way too young and I couldn't control that." Bing-Ohhhh.
And the sensory issues are playing into the unhealthy weight loss. Some times food grosses me out so thoroughly, the thought of putting anything no matter how wonderful it smells, into my mouth makes me gag. And we discussed food consistency...and how I'll often opt for something I can swallow as easily as possible. Pudding cups, yogurt with out chunks, etc. Some times I have to drink my fuel. I bought some Ensure today for breakfasts, I like it. Chuck said that's a good, healthy thing. Also learned that I should eat at least a tiny snack with taking a vitamin. Somehow food in the belly helps the vitamins do their thing and not just pass right through. Good to know.
Also discussed my relationship with the Bman. He and I are gonna do some couples counseling. Which we will both surely benefit from. And we've come to that conclusion a few times...but I kept forgetting to make it happen. We'll try with Chuck, who has my side of this relationship and already loves us as a couple and tries to help us through me. I'm hoping that Bman will be comfortable with Chuck to. Could be good.
And if not Chuck there are about 3 million other therps just waiting for to help us.
I'm feeling pretty darn fabulous.
Today is going well.
Currently waiting on Cousin B to bring her youngest daughter Shanny over for the weekend. Shanny is 22 and handicapped. We're gonna bake cookies. And order a pizza. And play with her toys. And do whatever keeps her smiling and not crying until Sunday night when Cousin B picks her up.
~time lapse~
Shanny is here.
Girl's got questions like I got bitching.
Ha.
It was a good one. Totally need to buy his time more often.
We discussed mostly my issues with food, weight loss health and the opposite, why I do things I've done in regards to weight and food.
Also we discovered why I have sensory issues. Often seen in Autistic people, he commented. Yet I don't think I'm Autistic to any degree...though anything is possible. However here's what it is. I need to control what touches me, and how it touches me. Somethings just don't feel right. And I get all...freaked out about that. And when Chuck asked me why I think that is, I blurted out - "Because people started touching me when I was way too young and I couldn't control that." Bing-Ohhhh.
And the sensory issues are playing into the unhealthy weight loss. Some times food grosses me out so thoroughly, the thought of putting anything no matter how wonderful it smells, into my mouth makes me gag. And we discussed food consistency...and how I'll often opt for something I can swallow as easily as possible. Pudding cups, yogurt with out chunks, etc. Some times I have to drink my fuel. I bought some Ensure today for breakfasts, I like it. Chuck said that's a good, healthy thing. Also learned that I should eat at least a tiny snack with taking a vitamin. Somehow food in the belly helps the vitamins do their thing and not just pass right through. Good to know.
Also discussed my relationship with the Bman. He and I are gonna do some couples counseling. Which we will both surely benefit from. And we've come to that conclusion a few times...but I kept forgetting to make it happen. We'll try with Chuck, who has my side of this relationship and already loves us as a couple and tries to help us through me. I'm hoping that Bman will be comfortable with Chuck to. Could be good.
And if not Chuck there are about 3 million other therps just waiting for to help us.
I'm feeling pretty darn fabulous.
Today is going well.
Currently waiting on Cousin B to bring her youngest daughter Shanny over for the weekend. Shanny is 22 and handicapped. We're gonna bake cookies. And order a pizza. And play with her toys. And do whatever keeps her smiling and not crying until Sunday night when Cousin B picks her up.
~time lapse~
Shanny is here.
Girl's got questions like I got bitching.
Ha.