I think travel and me don't mix. I'm getting better at packing. I have no trouble with airports, planes, rentals, hotels. I ALWAYS get patted down by the TSA--I think it's the extra fat. It doesn't phase me. I actually like to travel alone. I love having a little hotel room to myself and unpacking and keeping a neat little environment (so unlike home). I managed the minus 0 temps and snow just fine.
BUT, Food is an issue for me. I have a problem with loss of control over choices, frequent and bountiful homemade baked goods, buffets for breakfast and lunch, and very nice restaurant meals with someone else paying. Mix that with a highly charged and at times confrontational week long work meeting and it is more than I can manage / handle. Meditation books, prayer, journals-tools I used much of the time. Exhaustion and stress and self doubt all of the time. Taking my fleece robe soothed me but I apparently needed more. I did experience food semi coma once--scary...numb...oblivion.
I will rethink any further offers of work travel. While part of me would like it, friends were made, work collaboration achieved. It isn't the best thing for me as a whole. All of me. The body and mental and spiritual health of me. While on the trip. Respiratory illness over. Severe joint pain and mouth ulcerations developed. I made 3 trips to a Walgreens near my work office and needed a 4th.
Back home--structure, more structure than usual food wise. Giving total control to someone else with my food as long as I know it is healthy and will not make me gain more weight is easier for me. It brings my appetite and desire to make my own healthy choices back in line.
Other remedies: Sleep-lots of deep sleep. Surrender. Aleive, heating pads, Tiger balm pain patches, and short little walks and leg exercises to strengthen my muscles. I had a regular md appointment scheduled as it was overdue. I didn't know if my respiratory illness would be over, and I figured I needed to just pay the piper. The knees are getting better, but the tongue fluctuates--my doctor looked at it and didn't see anything visual. I tell myself the weight gained is trip/pain/carb/stress/lack of exercise for most of 2015 due to illness. I drank a ton of water yesterday and was up peeing all night, literally.
Little steps. Ready for the good times to roll.
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