Monday, February 1, 2010
I am having the hardest of times, I have had all the signs and symptoms of my depressed patients. Boy! I really thought I had gone through the worst of everything. Every time I find something that makes me cheerful, I find out that Jude is not there for me to tell. I am stressed and can't stop eating- in total, I have gained 18 pounds. I know it must be hard for Jude and the rest of the crew, since they are stuck in the ship for 6 months, but I can't control the way I feel. Yesterday, I couldn't sleep probably because I was afraid he would call and I would miss it. When he did call, we didn't know where to begin, but soon we realized that there was a line of people waiting their turns to call their family. It took us a second, then we asked questions about how we were, and we both lied that all was well. We talked a bit, but had to be interrupted because someone else was up to use the phone. Today I thought after work, I would go to the gym, working out seems to ease the stress away, but I didn't last 15 minutes and then I came home and ate more than my belly can handle. I appreciate all of your prayers for my husband but please pray for me as well.