Relaspe Done.. now i Move on and Do Better

I never went to the gym this week. It was a crazy busy week. I ended up working two day shifts. I forgot how crazy day shifts can be. They are busy in t here own way and can be so much more stressful then the weekends. Since my mom was in town i worked some day shifts to make it easier on myself or so i thought. I can't believe i am saying this- aside for being up for 24 hours, i actually like working night shifts once a week. With that being said, I worked Monday and came home and found my mom wracked with a raging fever and sleeping through a loud house full of boys. When she woke up in the morning she was still sick and hurting so bad. Her fractured rib was killing her from laying on the couch and rigoring with the fever. She was in tears. I called her heme onc md and wanted some pain meds- but when i got through I was told to take her to the ED. That's when it hit me she was sick agian. I took her to the ED and they did a work up. She had a raging bladder infection. She got some more pain medicine and antibiotics. 3 days later she was her self agian. It was such a reality check. In the mist of this i have manged to forget everything i have been working towards. I didn't go to the gym i ate shitty and now i fell shitty. I really felt my body missing that release i was getting from it. I was in a perpeptual circle of destruciton... i forgot my mantra "not helpfull, helpful...." I have to remember that i have to live by that...