March 31, 2008, I start program at 195. Did ok for a day, then weight increased. Went up to 197. April 2, 2008, I decided to get serious. I have to remember, I'm doing this for Martha.
April 5th - 189.2 Lost a total of almost 8 pounds. The best thing is to leave sugar and beer alone. I've had a few times when I've craved the good stuff - but I'm going all the way this time. I want to be healthy and happy. So, I'm going to give this program the entire 6 weeks for a try. I'm going to give it all I got (like Martha). I'll get my strength from her.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
DEDICATED TO MARTHA
Started program March 31, 2008, and I'm dedicating this program to my awesome momma and best friend who passed away July 10, 2007 (Martha). We did everything together and I am so blessed to have had my best friend also be my Momma. She died of brain cancer. Mom always tried to be healthy - you know, she would boil her water she was drinking so it killed germs. She was fit and trim and didn't want to do anything to affect her liver. She was in the hospital 10/30/05 due to symptoms of what we thought was a stroke. But, we found out she had another brain tumor.
She had tumors (non cancer called meningiomas) when I was in the 8th grade (1970's) and then again in 1991 (I think I have the year right.) But each one was about 14 years apart. The first one was a shock, but the second one...whew, I remember to this day what she was wearing when she got home from work...a green pleated skirt with a paisley blouse. The doctor had called her at work and told her she had a "reoccurence". All she could do was cry. We tried to reassure her. She was most upset because she just had her hair cut and frosted (she was very particular about her hair). But after this surgery, she became known as "Spike". She was, as always, just beautiful. After the initial shock, Mom handled her tumor with grace and elegance - the way she did everything.
This last and final battle (10/30/2005 & on) would be her hardest fight. Again, grace and elegance. Mom had such style. She had tumor after tumor and we always thought she would get better - that's just who she was -- a fighter with an incredible will to live. I started telling her to repeat "every day in every way I'm getting stronger and stronger." Everyone was praying for her. She became "Miracle Maggie".
We stopped counting the number of surgeries she had, because every tumor would grow back. If I remember correctly - she had one every 2 months. She had radiation (she was reluctant to this because she didn't want to harm her liver). She had a shunt installed (because of swelling and fluid in her brain). She had titanium implanted into her skull, because this particular section was cancer ridden and discarded.
She was a fighter and to the very end she fought for what she wanted -- to live and be with Daddy and us.
But in June 07, she could no longer fight. When she realized she would die soon, she asked Daddy to cook her us a grilled cheese. (She had just gotten home from the hospital and hospice was ordered.) She had a grilled cheese and coffee and said she wanted to propose a toast. She held up her grilled cheese and said, "I hope we're all ready for this." That was as simple as she could put it.
That's why I'm dedicating this program and this weight-loss journey to my hero, Margaret Louise Hall Tart, "Martha". If she could go through what she could, then surely I can give some things up to reach my 20+ years quest to be fit and trim. Martha, girlfriend, this one's for YOU. Watch over me please.
She had tumors (non cancer called meningiomas) when I was in the 8th grade (1970's) and then again in 1991 (I think I have the year right.) But each one was about 14 years apart. The first one was a shock, but the second one...whew, I remember to this day what she was wearing when she got home from work...a green pleated skirt with a paisley blouse. The doctor had called her at work and told her she had a "reoccurence". All she could do was cry. We tried to reassure her. She was most upset because she just had her hair cut and frosted (she was very particular about her hair). But after this surgery, she became known as "Spike". She was, as always, just beautiful. After the initial shock, Mom handled her tumor with grace and elegance - the way she did everything.
This last and final battle (10/30/2005 & on) would be her hardest fight. Again, grace and elegance. Mom had such style. She had tumor after tumor and we always thought she would get better - that's just who she was -- a fighter with an incredible will to live. I started telling her to repeat "every day in every way I'm getting stronger and stronger." Everyone was praying for her. She became "Miracle Maggie".
We stopped counting the number of surgeries she had, because every tumor would grow back. If I remember correctly - she had one every 2 months. She had radiation (she was reluctant to this because she didn't want to harm her liver). She had a shunt installed (because of swelling and fluid in her brain). She had titanium implanted into her skull, because this particular section was cancer ridden and discarded.
She was a fighter and to the very end she fought for what she wanted -- to live and be with Daddy and us.
But in June 07, she could no longer fight. When she realized she would die soon, she asked Daddy to cook her us a grilled cheese. (She had just gotten home from the hospital and hospice was ordered.) She had a grilled cheese and coffee and said she wanted to propose a toast. She held up her grilled cheese and said, "I hope we're all ready for this." That was as simple as she could put it.
That's why I'm dedicating this program and this weight-loss journey to my hero, Margaret Louise Hall Tart, "Martha". If she could go through what she could, then surely I can give some things up to reach my 20+ years quest to be fit and trim. Martha, girlfriend, this one's for YOU. Watch over me please.
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