It went very well. Better than expected. I felt really good on it. It was a 7 day detox and on the 8th day I could bring in protein and other low glycemic foods. So on day 8, I didnt feel like cooking so I went out to dinner with my husband. Go figure I got deathyly ill after about 15 minutes finishing my dinner. I don't know if I just wasnt ready or what but we ate at a local well-known restruant. I ordered a grilled chicken salad. No bacon No croutons. I did get ranch dressing but on the side . It had nothing out of the norm. No bread or anything fried either. Im wondering if it was the mushrooms my husband got on the side, if they were cooked in an oil my body didnt want. I thought I was going to die. I am still not feeling well from it. SO I decided I am NOT visting anymore restuarants anytime soon. I dont think I can trust what they are cooking will work with my body. I ate very clean for a week and Im wondering if my body is just saying lets stick to that.
Today I feel mentally withdrawn and exhausted. Things with my dad are not going so great. Few weeks ago we went out to dinner and when he got home he asked my mom What they were hving for dinner. When she said we just ate, he asked her what he had. Few days ago he tried to call people from the remote control. Was upset at my mother after she took it from him. He didn't understand why he couldnt make calls. Then two days ago he put paint thinner in my mothers car thinking it was windshield washer fluid. He is forgetting more and more. As his daughter I am getting more and more concerned. We are use to the Parkinsons to a point but the probem with it is the progression of it. It has sped up faster than we can keep up with. UGH so frustrating. Anyone who has a sick parent, it is the shits. I always want to do the "why" us. Why our family but it seems everyone has something in their family too. And I suppose if they arent dealing with it now it's coming. Just being 27 and having an ill parent seems backwards. I thought for sure this would be later in life. Nothing we can do but make dad comforable at this point. It will get worse and we just got to stick together. Whoever that is. Jess and myself and mom I suppose? Noone else seems to have the time that he needs. It is very limited might I add. Dad is physically here but mentally he is here and not here. Its the most frustrating disease , I swear.
I wish I had things more figured out. So frustrated today. I wish money didn't rule everything............
O well.......life goes on..........
Today I Am Thankful For: My pup Wrigs and air conditioning
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