Monday 30 June 2008

The end of a tough day

So how has it all gone? Well lets doe the Paul McKenna stuff first. Did I stick to golden rules?

I ate when I was hungry, tried to eat consciuosly and managed it most of the time. I ate what I wanted - slowly - and did feel satisfied most of the time. But one or two biscuits did get eaten, and I munched a sauasge roll as I was walking back home through the park. But I did walk to work and walked part of the way home so I 'moved my body' .

Work went OK up to a point. I realised I find standing turing so I need to sit down more than I used to. I was able to sit at the checking bench - but the stool was a bit in the way. I was suposed to work until 3.30 but from about 2.30 onwards I found myself getting really stressed by paperwork systems. I decided about 3.15 I was this was probably a sig that I had done enough so I left early. Tis hasn't increased my confidence about how I will cope with full time hours and my proper job - but it is still early days. I know I need to give myself time.

Sort of first day of the rest f my life

I supose the first thing I need to do is explain who I am and why I have started this blog. My name is Sally, I live in Birmingham UK with Tony. I have a 19 year old son Steve who is a student at Birmingham University, and no longer lives with us. I am pharmacist working at a local hospital (more of that later) I have a weight problem (more on that later as well) and I have just been signed back to work after nearly 6 months off sick.

The reason I have started this blog is that thanks to the events of the last 6 months I suspect my life is going change in a very fundamental way with big changes in how I earn a living, and hopefully getting control of my weight , Writing this blog is part of how I am trying to manage things - so I can look back and (hopefully) see progress.

The last 6 months have been pretty dire. I started off the year with a cancer scare, then in Jabuary I had a fall which caused back roblems. That was whe I got signed off. At the eggining of March I was ready to try a gentle retun to work when my ex-husband (and Steve's biological father) died under circumstances that were distressing for Steve and Alan's mother Edna. An added complication was that Tony and I were in Scotland when he died. But since neither a 19 year old boy nor a frail 86 year old woan was really capable of daling with the legal matters that need sorting when someone dies, I took a lead roll - including steering Steve through the procedures for claiming the estate in the absence of a will.

6 months ago my son was a student with no resources, Edna was frail but able to manage her life with help from the warden . Now Steve is about to become a house owner, with some money. As family we are going to go into the rental business sinc selling the house in the current climate would be ridiculous. Edna is thinking about giving me power of attourney, and at the very least making her accounts joitn accounts with me. If she needs to deal with authorities at all it is me she turns to now, and I am sure this is going to take mch more of my time.

So although I am doing a graded return to work I am far from sure that I want to return to my present job, don't feel I have the same apptitude to deal with the job the way I used to, and am wondering if I need to reduce my hours to leave me time to cope with other things without exhausting myself.

Some might say 'why on earth are you tryig to lose weight with all this going on?' Well gettign comtrol of my wieght is important for me psycholigically and will help me cope with other things if I feel beter about myself.

I actually started back to work Thursday last week, and I've been using the Paul McKenna 'I can make you thin'programme for a week or so. I still have th 90 day success journal from y previous failed attempt. This blog is my replacment for that journall - because there are so many other things going on that I need to keep to track of.

So tommorrow I intend to give a acount of how I coped with keeping to Paul's golden rules, and how things went at work