Vacay Shunning Junk: How My Thighs Survived the Trip

Ice cream time

I think I’m still on Island Time. Two weeks ago I was packing for our trip to Ocracoke Island to attend my cousin’s wedding. Now (seemingly five minutes later) I’m packing us up to tag along with Brian on his business trip. But, first trips first.

We took 2 days to get to the island to keep it fun. The first night, we stayed in Wilmington, NC, and the next day, took the Cedar Island ferry to Ocracoke. The island is very small, and littered with various artisans and souvenir shops. We stayed at Blackbeard’s Lodge and opted to rent bikes (we brought the bikes). The boys had a blast riding all over. It was great to finally visit Ocracoke and see family from all over, and got some decent visiting time in during the beach day and dinners.

We took a different route home, so we could tour Kitty Hawk, and the boys loved that experience. I think it is cool that they now recognize and have a context for pictures of the Wright plane. The also enjoyed visiting a couple light houses and “bumping into” the home of the monster truck Grave Digger.

My big “stress-out” about the trip was to not lose all the progress I had made since March. I managed to pack enough groceries that we did not have to eat out the entire way to Ocracoke (allowing most of our stops to involve play and instead of ), and we had a crock pot meal that satisfied several meals at the lodge. There wasn’t a whole lot I could do with the options at the wedding party meals, but there were healthier parts to focus on and controllable portions. The biking helped offset the calorie load a lot. Additionally, I brought my carpet furniture sliders (a recently-discovered fitness tool) so I could do my quick workouts in the hotel. My efforts and strategies paid off, because I maintained (or even slightly decreased) my weight that week, even with a trip to the ice cream shop.

Here is a list of the types of foods I’ve found helpful to with, to avoid “carbing out” and to get more satiety for the fewest calories. I still get most of the sensation of “crunchy” and “sweet/salty” that I crave when . Some foods require the ability to reheat or cook in a crock pot, and much of it requires a cooler (ours plugs into the a/c or d/c outlets). Smaller items, I like to portion out in snack baggies or 3oz containers for ease of access.

Beef Roast (or turkey sausage) and veggies
Pre-scrambled eggs
Pre-cooked turkey bacon
Pre-baked biscuits
Pre-made egg/tuna/chicken salad
Pre-popped popcorn
Jerky
Deli meat
String cheese, slice cheese, squirt cheese
Nut and seed varieties (usually flavored)
Applesauce pouches
Yogurt tubes
Apples, bananas, cherries, grapes, strawberries, blueberries
Carrot & celery sticks
Mini sweet peppers
Cherry tomatoes
Bread/pita pockets/Triscuits
Hummus
Lunchables & store-packed salads (we just them get one each for a “special treat”)
Individual packs or small jar of peanut butter (same with jelly, mayo)

I may have forgotten some. For this upcoming trip, I have put a selection of pre-portioned dry in small bags (specifically, the kids meal bags from Subway), and will hang them in front of the boys’ seats with those delightful Mommy Hooks. Our stops will be centered around fuel/bathroom/run-your-brains-out activites & can then access the cold stuff for other snacks & meals. Honestly, I fight the urge to rebel and “grease out,” since I have the near-perfect excuse. I want nasty burgers and fries, chips and soda, and Twizzlers, for badness’ sake…but I’m choosing to want victory more. After all, it is my middle name (thanks mom and dad!).

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Argh, the Dreams, Yay, the Boy.

Elijah with crown

My over-active never seems to miss an appointment. I tire of writing about this, now that ’s chemo treatment is 2 years behind us, but apparently I need to work it out some more, or there’s some reason I’m not supposed to “get over it.” Last night, as I was trying to sleep, I kept getting old images in my mind of ’s LCH days in the . Today, he had a appointment scheduled — the one in which his two “bad” teeth are being monitored, so my brain jumped on the opportunity, the night before, to trudge into memoryville.

It makes sense. It was a big deal, and there’s always a sliver of fear of something returning. Often, when I’m forced to confront the with upcoming checkups, I startle awake at night with a tight chest and a lump in my throat from a vivid recollection.

However, the difficult memories are not all a bad thing. They are also a reminder of the unfathomable goodness of , and of the treasure He has given our family. I put a high priority on holding my tightly day and night and letting them grow into the warriors for good that they were made to be. I don’t want to lose track of those priorities and blessings, so if it takes occasional nightmares, so be it.

As expected, Elijah’s dental checkup went well, as did his recent oncology check up (The oncologist is transferring him to annual at the survivor clinic). The dentist says we are doing well keeping his teeth clean, and they are not bothering him or getting worse. For a surgeon, he expressed great sensitivity to the number of doctors and procedures Elijah has experienced in his life time, and wants to give him some distance from more trauma, if there’s not a pressing need. We certainly appreciate that sentiment.

Elijah seemed to actually enjoy his checkup. He was jealous last week when his older had their teeth cleaned, so he popped up in the chair and smiled away when it came his turn. Of course, the highlight was getting to pick a new toothbrush. Spending most of the day to and from and attending appointments are a drag, but it’s nice to get some one-on-one time with the little guy, and I’m thrilled knowing his brothers got to enjoy a day playing with a good friend. Mom-friends are a treasure of their own!

[For the whole Langerhan's Cell Histiocytosis shebang, check out my blog posts from January 2010 on into early 2011, and/or check out "LCH" in the side-bar tag cloud.]

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Polite Fight

Ian and Elijah

[Insert sibling spat here.] This calmly-stated conversation followed:

Ian: , I’m sorry for you. I should have used self-control.

Elijah: It okay, Ian. You don’t have to use self-control. If you want to hurt me, you just have to ack me if is okay to hurt me.

Ian: All right…but next time I feel angry, you’d better prepare yourself to get hurt, or else say something to stop me and then I will go play on the pillow [our giant bean bag chair].

It’s a work in progress, but certainly preferable to the more-frequent crying-tattling-mommy-please-destroy-him episodes.

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