I am so glad to hear your dad is doing better. This post definitely hit close to home with me. My beautiful baby sister died last September, and my father died 5 weeks later. Both from cancer, and both times we spent many days with them in the hospital. For my father, I think my brothers and I hardly left the hospital for 6 days. Everyone was great and brought us what we needed, and at times like that we eat what is in front of us. But by this time I had been on Atkins long enough where I automaticaly think about what goes into my mouth. I was able to keep my weight gain under 12 pounds during this period. God bless all the people that took care of us, and for bringing all the pastas, cookies, and cakes. On several occasions, I did find myself sneaking out to Wendy's for a triple Cheeseburger/no-bun. But I didn't get worked up when I downed a cookie, or two. I figured there was time for me to get back on track later.

Brent