Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Br-r-r-r-r
Today was a very warm day here in our high mountain desert, and yet as I sit here at my computer, I am wrapped in an afghan, trying not to freeze. One result of my surgery (and subsequent eating plan) has been feeling cold much of the time. I sit in front of the computer and I am cold. I go to church and I am cold. I go to the movies and I am cold. I go to a restaurant and I am cold. I go to work at the temple, and I am cold. I am learning to take a sweater, a sweatshirt, or a wrap of some kind with me wherever I go, and Jack is very good about warming up my cold, cold feet when we go to bed at night. After having been always hot for the past 15 years or so, it is taking some getting used to. But I guess that is one way to know that my body is working hard at fat burning - none of my energy/calorie intake (however small that may be) is working to keep my body warm. I guess I can live with that!
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I have resisted making comments on this blog because I was afraid that it might appear to be self-serving. But over the past several weeks I have witnessed something that can only be described as astounding. As my beautiful Jeanette has traveled this road it has become obvious that in spite of the wonderful support she gets from others, especially those of you that are also on this incredible journey, in the end this is a one-person adventure. For example, tonight we had 12 grand children and 7 adults over for dinner. Jeanette was involved in all of the cooking. To understand how hard that made it, you should know two things. One, Jeanette loves Mexican food! What I mean by this is that she would be very happy to eat every dinner at Taco Bell. And the other is that she makes the best Mexican food I have ever tasted. And I am far from being alone in that opinion. So with all of the excitement and stress that comes with a 20 person dinner and with all the wonderful smells filling our home, Jeanette stuck to her guns and only ate her three or three and a half ounce dinner. Now that may not seem as hard as say climbing mount Everest or running a Boston marathon but believe me when I tell you that is not only as hard but in some ways it is harder. And over the past weeks I have seen her do this time and time again. I can’t begin to tell you how proud I am of Jeanette's determination and will power. We will always be grateful for the skilled surgeon, his staff, and the rest of the great support group that is Rocky Mountain Associated Physicians. We are especially thankful for those of you that are on the journey with Jeanette. Your support has been invaluable. But in the final tally, the success of this journey rests solely on the shoulders of Jeanette. Love your Jack.
ReplyDeleteI've had the same thing! But I'd rather be cold than have blubber to keep me warm! It's much easier to pack a sweater!
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