Down to one
So Cuz broke her leg last week. The 14th to be exact. She backed up onto one of those old garbage lids in the ground, the kind we had around here back in the day when garbage men used to pick up the wet garbage seperate. The lid flipped, and one leg went down into the hole, the other leg, well, that one she landed full on, and broke both her leg bones, so that her foot was flopping around. She was able to call an ambulance and was operated on the next day. She has plates in her leg now. Has to be off it for 3 months, no weight at all, and after that? Who knows. I'm not sure she's ever going to be able to come back to work to be honest.
She's very bummed. So now she has no income, at all. She was doing cleaning as well, and that's done. Her church is being very supportive which is nice. Though it's a small church. And at least her husband is stepping up and doing some of the things he was very neglectful of before. So that's good. Still, I am sure she's just beside herself with worry and so on. But it could be worse.
As for me, I'm on my own. I have a few options of people to call, but unless I have to, I'd rather work along to be honest. I did call someone to help with a funeral, but I'm not sure that's going to work out too well given that he's in his later 60's I think. I just worry about someone hurting themselves trying to lift things, or god forbid I need to do a hand fill.... Or if its' a snowy winter and there is a lot of shoveling.
In other news the boy was back for his grandparents 50th anniversary last weekend, and then we had to get him again for the Thanksgiving break. 3 hours in traffic on Tuesday. Apparently we did the same thing last year. Thanks to Facebook for letting me know that. Maybe next year I'll get smart and get him early in the morning, though it wouldnt have been possible this year because of the funeral.
Too much food. I'm so done with eating. Almost all the weight I lost is now back. So depressing. Its not the weight itself, but all the things that go with it. I dont feel healthy. I really liked being lighter. But I am not motivated to go walking. And I do like food. This is why I dont ever drink. If I liked that... boy would I be in trouble. lol. So I have a few weeks to try to recover, work my butt off at work (this time of year I do tend to do far more movement with the leaf blower) and with no one to worry about eating lunch with, I can just take a 10 minute break for my rice cakes and peanut butter an be back out the door. We'll see. I need to get more veggies and make sure to eat them at dinner. Far too much starch has been flying around here.