Day 5

I didn't do yoga last night, but I also didn't order chicken and cheesecake.

The phone call with the doctor about my mother was horrific. She's not expected to live through the weekend. My brothers are with her, and I'll be there... not sure when. I don't want to see her how she is now, honestly, nor to give that memory to my son. But I'm feeling like not having a gut full of garbage is helping me cope. I told myself that I could eat whatever I wanted, if I chose - who would blame me? But I didn't. I did have store-bought grape juice, though. As cheating goes, that's ok.

My energy's been low, and I haven't wanted to get on the mat. Maybe tomorrow.