Sorry about publishing this without the post.
This week, I took Candy back to the doctor for her one month post check up. I ask the doctor a few questions and also busted her.
Candy is now at day 54 of no smoking. The doctor applauds her.
Coyly... she ask if she can exercise and the doc says you should have been walking for 30 to 50 minutes a day, five days a week. Really?
Duh...I've been telling her that for a month. It's in her post surgery notes from her doctor. Candy acts so surprised. It is just so hard to get her up and going in the morning, in the day time and at night.
You know she is a Gemini and I am learning some truths about her. Here are some of her excuses.
Candy, does the doctor want you to stop diet drinks? "It's OK." The doctor says "No."
Candy, does the doctor want you to stay in bed all day? "But, I don't feel good."
Candy, does the doctor want you to eat a heart healthy diet? "Well...I suppose."
Candy, does the doctor want you to stay up all night? "I can't help that I don't sleep"
I ask the doctor to get her a dietitian to help her with her food and portion sizes. He orders it. Driving home... I told her no more waiting on her. If she really needed it I would still help her because that is who I am.
I know I have had excuses in the past, and I know we all have done the same thing. But I hope she does take this time to better herself and not fall into her old patterns of helplessness.
Tomorrow, I am driving her home for a few days so she can attend her granddaughter's birthday.
I know that will inspire her. Yeah! I get a few days to myself. Believe me I need it. We been running through different scenarios and how she should respond to them in regards to her DIL.
I hope the DIL behaves.
I realize there are givers and takers in this World... even with sisters. I am going with her to her therapist tomorrow. Should I speak up or keep my big mouth shut? As frustrated as I am I don't want to hurt her in any way. I've been so outspoken. She reminds me of our mother. I wonder how we both came from the same mother. All I can say...is...that it is what it is...and I'm OK with it.