I turned another year older the other day. I’m 69 years old. I feel younger than my age. I thank God for blessing me with another year of life. I’m feeling inspired to serve Him in my life, now more than ever. I don’t know what He wants me to do for Him. My home is in a place where I live with residents and nursing staff. My job now is to gain weight (I weighed 79 pounds when I was admitted). Now I weigh 91 pounds. I am told that they will discontinue my feeding tube when I weigh 100 pounds. I’m challenged to eat the food that they serve. I’m up to the challenge at this time. I have a weight app that I use to log my food intake. Usually breakfast and lunch are good enough to eat my daily calories. Dinner is always a difficult time to eat. I’m not that happy with the food at dinner. I’m going to try to eat more of my dinner tonight. I hope dinner will be better than the last time.
My Dad, who’s 96, shares my room with me. He needs to thrive in this facility. Unfortunately, the food they serve isn’t to his liking. He wants to eat Asian food. He wishes to eat rice, adobo, pancit, beef and broccoli, and the kitchen can’t handle cooking this cuisine. I don’t think they can accommodate my suggestions for meals. But I haven’t tried. I will speak to the cook and ask her to make Asian food with rice and soy sauce. Perhaps helping my Dad thrive is my job to do for God.
I pray God will help me to help my Dad.
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