So walking is getting harder for me. It hurts, I don't normally complain but it's getting bad. I was hoping it was just that my shoes were old and worn out but no such luck. My sister got me a wheel chair for when we go places with a lot of walking. I'm slowly becoming wheel chair bound and I don't like it. It's bad enough that I'm thinking about getting a handicap parking permit that my family has been bugging me to get for years.
My husband went to a nutritionist today. That went well. there's things even I learned. Like milk is not the healthiest for you and if I stopped drinking soda my blood sugar would drop and my calorie intake would be non existing. I'm not planing on giving up soda. He sees her again next month.
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Me- SzA
Husband- Bipolar 1
Daughter- mood disorder+
Comfortable broken and happy
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