It has taken me forever to get the urge to blog. So much has been going on I felt it was maybe time for me to sit back and express how I am feeling. Over the past months I have been in the hospital 3 times now I am facing going back in again for surgery. Funny how at a blink of an eye your life can suddenly change. I never once thought I would be saying the big C word yes Cancer. Me who did not learn until last year that I was diabetic now being faced with the thought of having Ms C I will call it.
Depression has set in I struggle daily trying to fight it some days are not so great it just has a big hold on me. Funny that I should call my blog Peaceful Blessings I don't even know what that is anymore. I pray all the time that God would bless me with Peace. I guess I just have to pray a little harder and a little longer. I know some who may be reading my blog is saying here Cheryl goes again with another one of her sad sad blogs. Sorry but right now this is all I have to offer. I can make you laugh about one thing I am starting to journal maybe I should include bits and pieces here about my life as a Fat Girl yup that's me. Doctors even suggested that I lose 150 pounds wow who knew I would turn out like this so my journal starts off as The Confessions of a Fat Girl. Doesn't that just keep ringing in your ears I know it does mines. I find myself more and more starring into mirrors that only I can see the dead ugly truth. Now Fat Girl what are you going to do about it! Well I have done a few things but right now my health is not letting me do as much as I would like. Cutbacks lots and lots of cut backs just can't seem to kick the Pepsi habit so I now treat myself to one of those a week instead of the massive 6 pack out of a week. They say confession is good for the soul then why do I feel like pure crap right now lol. Hmmm maybe that is another reason I have had two strokes in the last few months thank God they were mild but it was another alarm ringing and banging in my head that it is time for this Fat Girl to get rid of her Big Bloomers and tame them down to pannie size. Until another day as this Fat Girl Always says
Peace and Blessings
Cheryl....Snatch JOY!
P.S. If anyone want to share some of their joy please do I could use it!
Hi Cheryl,
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry to hear you are going through so much right now. :( I wish I had some great words of wisdom but all I can say is take it one day at a time.
How is your son doing?
~Michelle
I really am so sorry you are going thru this...it really just sucks! You are gonna come thru better than ever!
ReplyDeleteBeth
Hi Cheryl
ReplyDeleteI know how scary the Big C can be but it’s not a death sentence. I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer in 1994 at 37 years old. That hit me like a ton of bricks. I was so scared. And when the doctor told me I was by myself my husband was working. And my hubby has been a great support through all of it. I couldn’t look at myself with out bra. He took the bandages off for me, I couldn’t. I hope you have good support. I had a mastectomy and 15 years later still cancer free. And like Michelle said just take it one day at a time. I will send some prayers up for you. And with loosing weight I was always skinny and after menopause I packed on the weight and am having a hard time loosing it. I wish you luck in that area. LOL They say to stop the soda and you can loose weight. I don't know. It's easier said than done. LOL you hang in there and things will work themselves out.
And how is your son?
Big Hugs
Pam
Cheryl,
ReplyDeleteI wondered where you were. I'm so sorry to hear about your health problems. Chin up girl. Things have to get better. It sounds like you are taking control. I'm sorry you are down. Wish I could give you a BIG hug.
I'm impressed with the soda cut back! 1 per week! That's NOTHING! You must savor that.
Thank you for your kind words on my blog this week. How sweet you are. And that alerted me that you were BACK! :)
One day at a time, one foot in front of the other. I'm happy to see you posting again.
Hugs to you -
Angie
Cheryl,
ReplyDeleteGirl, you go right ahead and write those sad, sad, blogs. For without being sad, you will not know the HAPPY TIMES.
I too was diagnosed when I was 38, had a mastectomy. 14 years later, doing good. A friend who also had BC tell me that her breast were attached to her, she was not attached to them.
Ok, you feel like crap, now what do you feel like doing? Small steps, I love the music on your website, girl go DANCE!
Yes, pepsi, me too, Love it and hard to do without.
We all get Fat as we get older.
You are in my prayers.
RoseMary