I think boredom is playing a large part in my emotional eating at the moment. I have been confined to bed since the beginning of November when I ruptured a disk in my back rather badly. I was doing OK until I came out of hospital at the weekend, but the last few days have been really hard on me because we are not seeing the progress that had been hoped for and it looks like that i may need a second operation to fuse my vertebrae sometime around March and also that the weakness in my right leg has not decreased in the slightest, so it may well be that the nerve damage is permanent.
I shall have to keep a very careful eye on my weight, but luckily for me in one respect is that being confined to bed and unable to negotiate our stairs, I only have access to the food that is brought up to me each day before my husband goes to work.