Ever hear of situations where someone is trying to lose weight, or start an exercise program (or both) and they're met with resistance from someone very close to them or.. someone living with them? Yeah. Well. That's where I am and where I've been. And now that prednisone has put weight on me I have to struggle to take care of that, because dieting doesn't quite cut it. There's a lot of different physical mechanisms in place that thwart that. Not that you can't lose, but it takes a lot more diligence.
I've spoken to T so many times now about not bringing home junk food and garbage food. The junk is easy to avoid, but T's favorite thing in the world is frozen food. Ugh. Nasty stuff. Okay on occasion, but for me.. it's wrecking my health beyond reason. Too much sodium and sugar, too many processed carbs, not nearly enough veggies. Why even bother buying that crap?
Each weekend T insists on buying the groceries. In my current state I can't really go anywhere anyway, so I'm at his mercy. How is it he can easily forget the stern warnings from my doctors about eating as clean as possible... is beyond me. And not a single discussion, and there've been MANY, seems to get it through his thick skull. smh.
So he chooses 'easy and cheap' despite the warnings, the risks, and the damage to my already compromised health.
I was told yesterday that my triglycerides are up AGAIN, and now my ferritin is elevated above normal. NEITHER of those things are good! *sigh* WTH am I supposed to do?
I'm still searching for answers to this because, honestly, this is a very dangerous road to be on for me.
Dammit.
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