My last blog post said that my dad was in hospital, unfortunately he never got better.
Late 2011 my dad was diagnosed with Lung Cancer, By the start of 2013 it had spread to his brain and in June we found out it had gone to his spine then not even weeks later his blood. My dad fought with grace and dignity right till the very end and peacefully on the 26th of June in the arms of his wife and children he left this earth.
One of his friends said that 'there are not very many people who, on their death bed ask after their family and what they have been up-to' that was my dad. Always asking after others making sure everyone else was taken care of before him.
We cremated my dad 1 week and 2 days later in a beautiful ceremony that he would have been proud of although he'd have hated all the fuss around him.
Then 3 days later me, hubby and the girls jumped on a plane for 12 days to sunny Menorca. We had a great time and made lots of lasting memories as a family. We laughed and had so much fun. The food was also amazing but the portions was crazily large. I would often share some of mine with the baby!
We landed back on Friday 19th and I really tried to get back into tracking and pointing but I was still in holiday mode.
I went to weight watchers on the 23rd expecting a very large gain - it had been 4 weeks since I last went and got weighed and hadn't tracked properly in that time.
I gained 11lbs. It works out about 2.75lbs per week. I have been back on the wagon for 6 days now and I am feeling so much better! I no longer feel so bloated or lethargic. My energy is back and I will have this grief/holiday weight off in no time.
I am looking forward to what the scales show me tomorrow as I've been almost angelic this week!
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