Too Much

I’ve been on a Vegan Diet due to my disease.  Trying not to eat any animal anything, including fish has been interesting.  I haven’t really craved anything, but, sometimes I miss cheese and eggs.  I’m dreaming about crab and shrimp, but so far I’m staying strong and not caving.  (Well, except for a flat bread pizza I had at Chilis.  I had 3 pieces and felt like a slow moving yak!)

I have to admit, that between my medication and this diet, I am feeling so much better.  Plus, I’m not having the strong reaction to my one medication.  I can’t explain it, but reaction is gone.

So this past Monday, I awoke and wasn’t feeling great.  I was feeling tired, but I got ready for work and ended up leaving in the afternoon as I was feeling real weak and tired.  Tuesday, I wasn’t any better, I was too tired to get out of bed.  I didn’t go to work that day.  Hubby had to work, so I was home alone.  I kept hearing, get out of bed and check your blood.  Finally I dragged myself out of bed, check my blood and it was at 80.  The more I moved around, the worst I felt.  I ate breakfast, took my meds and went back to bed.  All day, I still didn’t feel well.  I continued to stay in bed, only getting out to eat and potty.

When hubby got home, I got up and checked my blood again, it was at 88.  I tried to fix dinner but I had to eat something as I felt my blood sugar dropping.  When I started to lose my hearing, I knew I was at critical stage.  So I zapped a potato and sat and ate before I went into shock.

While I was eating the potato, it dawned on me.  For the past 3-4 days, I’ve noticed my blood sugar dropping each day.  I saw the reading, knew they were going lower, but it wasn’t registering that I needed to adjust my diabetes medicine.  I take a maximum of 1 pill and 2 of another.  My meds were dropping my sugars to an unhealthy level and I wasn’t picking up on the clue my body was giving me.

That night, after we had dinner, I took 1 glipizide.  The next morning, I was back in the healthy reading and have been feeling better since.

Sometimes I forget to listen to my body and the hints it gives me that it needs attention.  You can bet I am back in tune listening and feeling what it is wanting.

What has your body told you lately, that you haven’t been listening to?  You may find it could save your life.

And The Envelope Please …

After several tests, the doc could see a film over my right retina which is pulling on the retina causing the blood vessels to leak into the film.  The only way to get rid of this film is by surgery.  So, the next step is to have the surgeon take a look at it and decide when to schedule surgery and all that jazz.  Neither hubby nor I remembered to ask what caused the film, but I’m guessing it’s my diabetes.

There is a film in my left eye, however, it isn’t over my retina and not affecting my central vision.

So, I though I’d drop in to keep y’all posted.  Hope you have a great weekend!

All  of you Dads out there – Happy Father’s Day!!

 

Oh fun

Thursday I go in for a Nuclear Heart Stress Test.  I’m okay with it, except for the shooting of the die into my body to see what the heart is doing.  I have to remember NOT to have caffeine of any kind … tea, chocolate, coffee, etc.  I have notes on my calendar at work and at home for NO Caffeine! 

Doc wants to do this since I had a gripping pain that took my breath away for a few seconds as I was walking into WalMart.    Although it seemed more like minutes as I tried to breath shallow so the pain would ease.   Plus there’s this heaviness around my chest … *sigh* … not fun.   He just wants to be sure that everything is fine.  Since I have diabetes, this disease can mask the normal symptoms of a heart attack.  I just feel so special!!  HAH!!

Truthfully, I will feel better once they have the results of this test.  That way I will know what’s going on and can work on that couch to marathon training.

Death and Dying

These subjects have been on my mind lately.  I really have no idea why.  I wonder about hubby surviving if I should go.  Then I wonder if I can survive if he should go.  I’m talking monetary wise.  I’m sure we would go through our grief period and move on, but then again, one never knows until you actually go through that.

Last night I found out that a friend’s mom had passed on.  Granted she was an elderly woman, but she was suffering with diabetes.   I think she had other ailments also, but, of course, the diabetes is the one that would stick in my brain.

I’m not afraid of dying … I just wonder how if would affect my family … LOL … probably not at all.  They’d be happy that I was gone.  My middle daughter did one of those FB tests and the question was “what are you afraid of?”  She wrote “dying”  wow … I had no idea she thought that.  It could be that she was alive when many of our family members passed on.  

Because of my belief, I’m not afraid … if I were suffering, I’d welcome the sweet relief. 

I remember when my dad passed (I was pregnant with our middle daughter) my oldest nephew was real upset.  Dad was a chef and a gardner, my nephew has acquired dad’s culinary talent.  After the service, I remember giving my nephew a hug and telling him not to be sad.  Grandpa is up there cooking up a storm for all the family and friends that have gone on before him.  We both chuckled because I could see the spread dad would have made and was describing the food.

Interesting

Our boy is in Sturgis this week, guarding the gate to one of the campgrounds there.  On MSN, I read that Steven Tyler fell off the stage.  I guess our boy was across the amphitheater but saw him fall.  Interesting … Oh too, funny, the episode of  Two and a Half Men, is the one with Steven Tyler next door to Charlie.  Boogah!

Then John Hughes dies … so sad for his family to lose him so abruptly.  I guess, besides going in your sleep, going quick would be another preferred way to pass.  I’m not a big fan of hanging in  or being crippled or paralyzed or … well, you know. 

The drive home tonight was long.  I was wiped out by the time I got home.  I think I’m missing my jungle juice.  I can’t wait until I can order more.   Monday’s drive was longer, since I had to drive to Reno again to get to the lake.  There was a break in the sewer line on Hwy 28 and washed out 10-20 feet of new road.  I’m glad they got it repaired quickly.  I’m not sure I would be able to keep my eyes open going the long way.  Of course now there’s a battle on who’s going to pay for the repair.  The different agencies are battling it out. 

So, I found the scale and since it was Thursday, I figured I had better weigh myself, since I didn’t weigh in last week.  To my surprise, I dropped another 3 pounds, making my total loss since this challenge started, 11 pounds … woohoo!!!  I am so surprised.  I am almost 1/2 way there.   I don’t feel like I’m trying, just watching portion sizes, etc.   AND trying to meet with the treadmill on a regular basis.  I still have a long way to go, but I’m off to a good start.

Well, I’m gonna be a couch potato.  Time to gear up for the last SYTYCD episode.  I’m anxious to see America’s favorite dancer.

Another Hump Day

Tonight was the last performances for Season 5 of So You Think You Can Dance.  Even though I adore Evan, I think the top two dancers will be Brandon and Jeanine.  They both outdanced the other two.  I guess I’ll find out if the rest of America agrees with me tomorrow night.   Did I vote?  No, I figured I’d leave it up to the rest of America.

After I sat on the couch watching this show for 2 hours, I figured I had better get up and moving.  So I walked/jogged another 2.5 treadmill miles.  Two days in a row, hopefully I can keep that up. 

My blood sugar reading this morning was 97 … WOOHOO!!!  I am extremely excited!  When I got home from work, it was 92.  I’m a very happy camper!!  I hope that stays where it is.  But … like the direction of the wind, my blood sugars are very unpredictable.

I’m working on getting the grass in our new house green.  So every night I’ve been hand watering (no sprinkler system).  I must admit, the area by the street that was brown and dirt is starting to fill in and turn green.  I think another week of a good watering, and it will look like the other yards in this neighborhood.  I really don’t have much unpacked.  One can walk into our front room without stacks of boxes everywhere.  But other than that, I really haven’t been unpacking.  We’ll see how the weekend goes.  But, I’m not holding my breath.

Well, it’s time to hit the hay.  I’ve started working 5 days a week again.  Well, sort of.  I work 10am to 2pm on Monday and Friday and all day on Tuesday through Thursday.  This schedule may only last through August as we have gotten slow again.  Almost too slow, which is very scary.  Here’s hoping the economy is really doing a turn around and does so in time for our slow season to be a good season.  I miss my extra days off, but … you know … need the moolah to pay the billahs.

Pak Rat

I’ve been trying to walk on the treadmill each night, however, with the packing, I only have enough energy to walk about 2 miles a day.  I guess it’s a good thing that I’m still walking though.

Why do I always wait until the last minute to pack?  Now I’m scrambling and frettin’ … I’ve been working on it a few hours each night this week.  I can’t wait for Thursday when I’m off, to get a good day’s worth of packing in.  I was going back and forth between working Thursday or just taking it off.  But, in looking around this still full house, I think I’ll have to forget about the extra bucks and get as much done as possible.  

Hubby has a shoot on Friday (qualify with their weapons) so that will give me a good part of the day by myself to get more things packed.  Here’s hoping I can stay away from facebook long enough!

Two days in a row my morning blood sugar readings have been below 120.  That is a very good thing for me.  I’m hoping tomorrow it is again lower … but we had Taco Bell tonight.  We were running errands and I got hungry … so … fast food it was.   I did walk on the treadmill tonight, but … we’ll see.

I have no idea why I’m still awake, probably because I did just finish walking on the treadmill and I want to make sure my heart rate comes down, before I go to bed.  So here I sit, drinking water and eating a piece of bread.

So how’s it going in your neck of the woods?