Serious Stress

It has been hard to care about my diet, lately. My mom has been hospitalized 3 times in the last month, this last time for open heart surgery. In the face of these things, about the last priority I care about is whether something has sugar in it or not. It seems so petty and unimportant in comparison. Reading a label now just seems so menial. When I really think about it, I know that it is not menial, especially in light of my year ahead. I have to keep my goal. Honestly, though, being at the hospital for so long takes a lot of energy and the last thing I have wanted to do is read every little label in the cafeteria. So, no, I did not ask if the bread on my sandwich was made with sugar. I didn't read the label of the bag of chips I ate. I have not eaten anything that obviously has sugar in it, but I have not been as militant in checking ingredients. My stress level has reached a peak and I don't want to blow up at someone because my sandwich bread was made with sugar. Little pet peeves have turned into gigantic stressors. However, I know that this will pass, that my mom will be discharged from the hospital, and that I will soon be bugging everyone again about ingredients.