I got a message tonight saying my former mother-in-law was in the hospital in ICU and not expected to make it. She's 79, and has been on dialysis for several years now. Her system simply can't take it anymore and they are shutting down.

I met Ellie in 1968 when I went "steady" with her son Bob. Ellie took me under her wing and has always been Mom even though my marriage to Bob ended in divorce. Her statement then was, "Don't you dare ever divorce me!"
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It's been awhile since I've posted to my blog about clothing and shopping. Last was I had discovered I could wear a size 18 Misses...down from a 22 womens.

I'm happy to say I can now wear a medium top and size 12 pants! The pants are a little loose, but I have no intentions of getting size 10's just yet.

My closet still looks sad and forlorn....not much in it to choose from and it will get worse before it gets better. I've kept a few of the size 14 pants just to wear around...

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Today I learned that one of my former students had passed away last Thursday.

Dayhna was 25 and had spent the majority of her life morbidly obese. When she left school she probably weighed over 300 pounds and was 5'1". Her father told me Dayhna actually gained more weight after school and had spent the past 3 years basically sitting and eating.

Thankfully, she did not suffer from pain and died in her sleep.

It makes me wonder about the students I...

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This time last year I weighed 255 pounds and wore a size 22 womens. My ankles were swollen and I had high blood pressure, sleep problems, mobility problems, and just plain lazy. I lived for sweets and devoured them daily. I gave into a daily craving by visiting favorite eating places mid-afternoon and either eating a full meal and/or a huge dessert. Then, had afull dinner a few hours later. I often did grocery shopping and brought back tons of sweets and junk food...sometimes hiding many many items...

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Last week at work my boss asked me why I was eating very little for my break and lunch. Another co-worker I've known for 7 years asked me if I was feeling well as she said I looked droopy and tired. And then another co-worker in a different setting asked if I was staving myself to lose the weight. No one knew I had GBS, they only knew of my hiatal hernia surgery.

During lunch that day, while we were all sitting around a table, I decided to spill the beans. I told them that yes, I do...

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