Week Thirty Nine: The Dear-God-The-Weight-Flu-Off New eating Lifestyle

No, that wasn't a misspelling. The weight really did 'flu' off.

This was a week of sickness. Not so much for me, but for my family- then me. My son started it, then my husband, so I went into Mommy Mode and made a huge pot pf chicken noodle soup. I don't know what you use for sicknesses, but this homemade soup does wonders for us.

I was too busy to eat as much as I have been because I spent my energy taking care of them. I also had to work longer and pitch in more concerning chores, and by the time dinner was finished, so was I.

Despite all of my preventative measures, I got the flu this weekend.

I'm still a little wonky, so I'm staying home today also. Yes, I'll lose a day of work, but having a bathroom nearby is just a wee bit more important at the moment! Lucky for me I have at least two working brain cells to make my blog posts this morning.

I took my now recovered husband to work and while there, I weighed myself. I lost five of the seven pounds I gained!

So now my weight is an even 290 pounds.

Being sick had its advantages after all!

Normally I don't lose weight. I usually gain weight because I get a cold, and you know the adage "Starve a fever, feed a cold"- and I fed that sucker. This time it was a fever and a sour stomach, so even the thought of food made me want to hide under the covers.

Still a five pound loss over a week? Maybe some of it was water loss. At this point I'm not caring too much as to the why- I'll just celebrate because I'm only two pounds heavier than my greatest loss.

I'd dance like a lunatic, but my stomach is still a bit wonky, so I'll do it in my head- and on my blog.

*dance, dance, twirl...backflip, split, do the worm, jump to my feet, twirl, twirl, dance, take a bow*

Lessons learned:

Sickness can be a good thing- especially when it resets your tummy for lesser storage.

Those 'sometimes' snacks should possibly become 'don't eat that' snacks. Or 'only at parties' snacks.

Listen to your body when you're sick. It's okay not to eat your own chicken noodle soup if the smell makes you gag.

Keep hydrated when sick, even if it takes you ten minutes to shuffle to the bathroom and back. Just consider it a mild gym workout every couple of hours.

You can do your best thinking on the road to recovery. 

You can also gain a lot of perspective.


This was a tough week, health-wise. But everyone is slowly getting back to normal (at least our version of normal), and I already have ideas on rewriting the family budget, getting the house clean (since the kids are off today), and making sure I rest and sip my soup. 

God is good! He even made being sick a blessing!

I'll be honest with you- that seven pound gain scared the bejoobees out of me! I kept thinking about how hard it's been to lose a single pound, and I gained seven. Being sick was a definite blessing, in its own weird way. Now all I have to do is behave, eat right- and pick up all of my bejoobees.