Today must have been a Monday because Dad went to the emergency room again after visiting his doctor, where he was slurring his words and having difficulties. They called an ambulance for him. I also had a killer headache, which probably stemmed from my worry over Dad. It affected my vision, which was kind of fuzzy for a while.
While I am waiting to hear if he had another mini-stroke, I went to my nutrition appointment. I explained about my binge eating disorder and what I was looking for. I told her I can not step on the scale for my own mental health. I need guidance and with meal plans, everyone in my group talks about a meal plan. Someone who understands I have a lot of food issues and in conjunction with therapy and the support groups, I need nutrition help. I bought a couple of sessions. I will see where this goes. It is right now the street and I can walk there when it does not look like the sky will open up as it did tonight.
I am off to rest and wait for a phone call updating me to the situation. This has been happening far to often. I am really concerned.