So, as always, I have been working hard at getting rid of a my extra poundage. Yesterday, I hit a milestone that I am very excited about. To tell you what happened, let me set the stage:
A few months ago, I received this lapel pin as an award for completing a program at my church. I liked the lapel pin and put it on my suit. (Incidentally, while pinning my award to my suit, I pricked my finger, which then became infected. My finger swelled to about twice its normal size, felt like it had been dipped in a vat of acid, and was about as bright as Rudolph's red nose. I ended up having to take a week of antibiotics, which also made me sick. No worries though, I am better now and my finger remains intact. The work outs that week, by the way, were not very fun. Anyway, since the finger pricking incident, I have put the pin on and taken it off my suit much more carefully.)
Yesterday, I needed to get my suit cleaned, so I took the pin off. When I went to put the lapel pin in my drawer, I noticed something that I hadn't worn in many, many years: my wedding ring. I have always loved my wedding ring, but as each pound of weight was added on, my stubby little fingers got fatter and fatter (actually, that witch in Hanzel and Gretel would have loved me because I fatten up really well). Over time, there was just too much pressure on my finger, and I had to take the wedding ring off. In a moment of weakness, I rashly grabbed the wedding ring and tried to slip it on. It did not go on really easily, but to my surprise, it wasn't hard to get on either. It felt fine, so I thought I would sleep with it on to see how it did. (I figured, worst case, the ring would cut off the circulation to my finger in the night, I wouldn't know until morning, it would be all black and blue from having the blood supply cut off, and I would have to have it amputated. It was well worth the risk.) When I woke up in the morning, my finger felt fine and the ring looked great!
As I said, I love my wedding ring. It is such a wonderful symbol of my relationship with my wife, and I have always felt bad not being able to wear it. To have it on helps me remember just how fortunate I am to have someone who is so supportive of me. Frankly, this whole "get healthy" thing is about being around her her and for my kids. Hopefully, as a result of some of the changes I am trying to make in my life, I will be around long enough to pay her--and my daughters--back for all their support over the last three months!
1 comment:
I actually gave up ever being thin again...so I had all my rings made fatter.
I hope one day, they might be loose. : )
At least now Emily had that peace of mind...know you are marked as her guy.
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