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Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Trite but true.
I shook off the blues and self-pity and am back on board in a big big (ONLY in the metaphorical sense) way.
Yesterday I worked most of the day. I do psychotherapy on the weekends. It's draining and I love it. Sitting on my bum for six hours however, is horrible. After my last client I treated myself to a shopping spree at Big Lots (second only to the 99 cent store) and then went home and relined my kitchen shelves and pantry -we emptied everything for the fumigation, so half of the work was done. My stepson cleans the house every Saturday so it was extra nice to come home to a clean house. Had a light dinner and a fudgesicle and watched a good French movie called Tell No One. I love foreign films.
Today we took the beast out for a walk-and found a baby bird on the sidewalk of a major road. I cradled it in my hands and we walked home-took it to the vet-no help. Now I have to change vets-can't deal with lack of compassion. I am very firm about that, once I feel someone is unwilling to help save a life or end suffering-I am done.
Called every avian/wildlife rehab center-good luck getting a person on a Sunday. Many recorded messages or referrals to other numbers ending in recorded messages. Did reach the seabird rescue people but they wouldn't accept because it's a songbird. The person was empathetic though, which helped. Went home from the vet and made a bed for the bird-and put it under our overhead stove lamp. Who knew it could double as an incubator. As soon we left it alone-it started chirping. Of course I am in tears at this point. I have a long history of animal encounters-many babies, injured dogs, cats. opussums, deer, snakes and even a bat or two, etc. Most of them have not ended well.
My husband has learned to deal and is now just as concerned and very helpful. He had plans to go to his fav jazz hangout and see his fav transexual bassist/singer. Instead, he went back to where we found the birdie and located the nest underneath some roof tiles of another building. We got a ladder and he climbed up there and popped the birdie back in the nest next to his sibling. We stayed until the parents came back. It was so beautiful. I just got back from a run and check on them-all is well.
Now I am gonna finish this so I can go do some laundry and cook dinner for today and tomorrow. Tonight-low glycemic pasta with clams-tomorrow-veggie chile.
Oh and my weight is down to 143 today-so 145 was just a cruel joke.
Thanks everyone for reading and responding to my last journals-a bit of a pity party going there for a tick and I appreciate your indulgence.
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1327 kcal
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Gras: 22,12g | Prot: 43,68g | Glu: 185,99g.
Petit Déjeuner: veggie sausage, sugar free syrup, pancake. Dîner: garlic bread, clam sauce. Snacks/Autre: white wine, sugar free fudgesicle, margarita. plus...
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2358 kcal
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Exercice:
Travail de Bureau - 2 heures, Debout - 2 heures, Ménage - 2 heures, Gymnastique (Lourds, Par Exemple, Pompes) - 10 minutes, Course à Pied - 10/kph - 30 minutes, Dormir - 8 heures, Repos - 9 heures et 20 minutes. plus...
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