My Dad...

About 4 weeks ago my father, who is 93 fell over and broke his femur.  There have been problems with his condition ever since.  He's in hospital, and he probably won't leave.  I'm heartbroken.  I didn't expect this to happen.  His condition has declined over the last couple of weeks.  Anyway, I continued with my weight loss, then I stopped, then I started again.

I weighed 82 kg a few days ago.  I'm trying to maintain my motivation for weight loss, but it's hard when your Dad is dying. 

I'll keep this post short.  I don't know when I will post again, hopefully not too long from now.