This little man is my hero. He has been through so much. He's supposed to have another heart surgery on Wednesday but has a nasty infection & it may get cancelled again...praying that this new antibiotic kicks it asap so he can stay on track for this surgery & get it behind us!!
I'm NOTORIOUS for overpacking and have very little shame in my game. I also procrastinate when it comes to packing which is probably why I overpack. Now that we have a little one I decided to start packing a week and a half early. I'm also super excited for Greyson's first trip to the place I love to call home. Anyone have any tips on traveling with an infant on a red eye? Asking for a friend 😝...
Last night I went out for supper with friends, Jeremy was home alone. Strictly is back on so Jeremy was pretty happy watching that and cooking a cottage pie that mum made earlier! It wasn't until we woke up this morning that we discovered not only did he eat the cottage pie but also a baked potato, and a bag of oven chips... As well as raiding the house for crisps and various other excitements which we are yet to notice. This being a problem because Jeremy is an insulin dependent diabetic who's blood sugar level is mainly affected by carbs!
When Jeremy lived in independent living he ran his own menu and ended up putting on 2 stone of weight through his midnight feasts and questionable portion size and we've worked hard to lose the weight and keep it off.
The tricky thing is where we draw the line, because, he is an adult, he can make his own choices, but we're not exactly sure he has the capacity to realise the consequences of his actions. Some days he can comprehend.. And some days definitely not.. So as his family we're left in a difficult position of having to try to lead him to make good life choices, but not always being able to make them for him.
It's really hard, and we spend a huge amount of time working often against him, but in his best interest. For example, Jeremy now will have no food in his flat, apart from his breakfast for the next day. Every evening mum has to issue him with 2 pieces of bread for the next day (or whatever he had chosen, but in a sensible portion). The thing is, that we can manage this. We're now a few months into weekly menus for lunch and breakfast (he eats supper with us in the house) but what about all those in Jeremy's shoes, who live alone, who's carers aren't in the position to act in their best interests?! It boggles my mind and makes me think, however hard we have it, someone always had it tougher. X