My Fall From Grace

Two confirmed bachelors sat talking, their conversation drifted from politics to cooking. “I got a cookbook once,” said one, “but I could never do anything with it.” “Too much fancy work in it, eh?” asked the other. “You said it. Every one of the recipes began the same way – Take a clean dish.”

Well it isn’t official but I think I have a  bum gallbladder.   Yes I am pretty sure that mine is short circuiting as we speak.   I have had 5 attacks now and the doctor keeps telling me I need to have test done, but hey I have no insurance or a boat load of cash so I just muddle through.   But hey it hurts!!!   It is like being run though with a fence post!!!  Until you throw up then all is right with the world again until it happens again.   I need to seek insurance but I am so tired of rejection at this point I am afraid to walk into their office.  Kind of one of those sinner in the church thing, waiting for the roof to cave in.   OH MY GOD A PWD!

So I just keep on pushing along waiting for it to get better or just fall out which ever comes first.  If IT does fall out I will be sure to package and send IT and the therapy bills for dealing with MUTABLE rejections to Blue Cross and Blue Shield of Illinois.

Today is International Very Good Looking, Damn Smart Woman’s Day,

Remember this motto to live by:

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body,

but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, totally worn out and screaming ‘WOOO HOOOOO what a ride!’

Last night our granddaughter were here for dinner, we had a wonderful time with them.  Grandpa teasing them about their heart throb Nick Jonas.  After we had dinner grandpa says what is for dessert (which we never do) I said there are brownies in the fridge.  So the girls got some out and one was a little less than a full brownie, and Allyson said “what happened to this brownie” and I replied that is grandma’s brownie (I keep a brownie in the fridge and when I feel the need I take a bit,  it may take me a week to eat all of it but this works for me)  She said oh ok.  And my husband who had been there for  6 years of me walking, testing, weighting my food, meal planning, more testing, researching, testing more, and doing what I do to keep control  opened his mouth and said “WILL GRANDMA CAN’T HAVE BROWNIES !”

In answer to your question yes he is still alive.  I just chalked it up to Brain Freeze.  ;>)

Inside every older person is a younger person — wondering what the hell happened.
~ Cora Harvey Armstrong ~

Inside me lives a skinny woman crying to get out.   But I can usually shut her up with cookies.

The hardest years in life are those between ten and seventy. ~ Helen Hayes (at 73)~

I refuse to think of them as chin hair.  I think of them as stray eyebrows.

An older, tired-looking dog wandered into my yard.
I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home and was well taken care of.

He calmly came over to me, I gave him a few pats on his head; he then followed me into my house, slowly walked down the hall, curled up in the corner and fell asleep.

An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out.

The next day he was back, greeted me in my yard, walked inside and resumed his spot in the hall and again slept for about an hour.
This continued off and on for several weeks.

Curious I pinned a note to his collar: ‘I would like to find out who the owner of this wonderful sweet dog is
and ask if you are aware that almost every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap.’

The next day he arrived for his nap, with a different note pinned to his collar:

‘He lives in a home with 6 children, 2 under the age of 3 - he’s trying to catch up on his sleep..
Can I come with him tomorrow?

On Saturday the 27th will mark the 6 anniversary of my life with the big D.  Crap what can you say?  Hey I am still alive is always a good start.  I must say it has been a wild ride for me.  I started out with some really big ideas of how I was going to handle having a chronic disease, and I have stood by those ideals for the most part.  And sometimes I just want to be done, to throw in the towel and say I QUIT!  I even sent for a” I’m Tired of Diabetes” bracelet a few weeks ago it is really kind of cute, but once again I digress.  And sure I could relate the last 6 years for you and make this a  morbid tears in my beer story but Naw!!!!! Because I got IT, I live with IT end of  story.

The real story is It’s  (our granddaughter) MALEAH’S 6th birthday!   and we”re going to  party like it’s 1999 !!!   So HAPPY BIRTHDAY MALEAH !!!!!!  It’s YOUR big day!

The results are in and it is unanimous we all had good day.   It was a beautiful day for a stroll around Mt. Carmel, IL. and we did.  Sat was the 1st annual Mardi Gras 5k Walk/Run.   The weather was just wonderful the sun peaked in on use for short times the temps were in the 40 to 50 ranges and did they have some walkers/runners.  I think 197 walkers/runners cross the finish line.  And yes yours truly was one of them.   And in answer to the big question No! did not finish in front of my sister.  She was 2 count them 2 minutes ahead of me.  But really it didn’t matter to anyone we had such a good time.   First off our only runner in our group was my niece Erin who won in her age group clocking in at 27:55.  Then it was my sister Lori who came in at 39:00 minutes walking.  I then was at 41:17.  And my son Shaun who was the Winner of the male walking award clocked in at 41:39.  Then my other fashionably cute niece Holly came in at 42:35.  Each one of us doing a new personal best.

In summing it up all the girls and guys who worked on this event to raise money for the St. Mary’s school expansion event did a wonderful job entertaining all of us plus raising some cool cash to expand our school.  Are only mishap of the day was the kids fun run, which my two granddaughters participated, was when the gun went off to start, some of the fun loving children were a little to juiced and my granddaughter Maleah fell and ended with a few small foot prints on the back of her new shirt.  But She is fine the shirt has been laundered and all is well in Mt. Carmel once again.

Will here I am again wow two post in one month, making records here!  Well crap it is a new month ok make that one post in one month.  Good Grief!  Anyway on Feb. 20th is the Mardi Gras 5K (to benfit the St. Mary’s School Building Expansion) and your truly will be walking along with my sister Lori and my nieces Erin and Holly and my baby boy Shaun (yes I know he is 31 years old but he will always be my baby boy! they never get to big or to old).  So I have been training for this because I have let myself over the past two years get LAZY yes you are hearing it here first LAZY!  Don’t get me wrong I have still been walking but with my knees giving me trouble I thought as long as I walked it didn’t matter how long it took me to do 3 miles as long as I got there.  Will tell that to the diabetes.  Just getting there is not good enough for this disease NAWWWWW it wants to hurry, get your ass moving.  As least that has been the way it has been with me.  About 4 months ago I notice my bg getting higher and higher and nothing I did seemed to bring it down.  It was still in range but higher than I wanted.  As the holidays came on it kept getting higher.  Then in Jan. I started training for this 5k.   WEEELLLL guess what as I increased my speed my BG started decreasing WEEEELLLLL  I’ll be damned.  Stupid Diabetes.   Anyway I guess my focusing on my training relieved the stress and the diabetes demons.

So I guess your wondering why I have been training so hard for the little 5k.  Well as I said my sister is walking the 5k also and  seeing how she is really fast and being a  red blooded American sister I want to whoop her, put the smack down on her. hehehehe!!  She is 6 years younger than me and I have a few (yes I said a few!) pounds on her, so I decided this would be my incentive to get moving, so in my head I created a wager of my own that I would give her a walk for her money. No I haven’t told her but I have been txting my times to her for the last 2 weeks (hey she has been working out too!)  So next Saturday it is ON!

Last Saturday  I topped my all time record for a three mile walk with a 42 minute 9 second walk.   YESSSS!  Then Thursday I turned a 40 minute 37 second  three mile walk.  I thought ok it doesn’t get any better than this for me, remember I am walking on 2 lousy knees!  But guess what I did this morning come on you can guess……………… I can’t wait to tell you, I surprised myself!  ok you ready for this I DID IT IN 40 MINUTES 19 SECONDS.  OK I know it is not a world record, but for me it is a record and my BGs have been it the 90’s for the last month and half.  So it is a win/ win thing right.   I will let you know how I do next Sat.   So say a little prayer for me and keep your fingers crossed because next Saturday it is

ON!

Welllll, it is the 28th day of the new year so thought I would come out of my shell and write something.   My BG’s are leveling off now staying 101 avg daily.   Off the rolly coster ride I had the months of Nov and Dec.  I am sure most of it was stress.  Damn how do you deal with that.   Why am I letting things get to me so bad?  This is a question my husband ask.   My answer is it is just me  I can’t help it.   But who appointed me the worrier?  Who said that, YOU your the one who will worry when things are not going as planned,  you will make yourself sick if the kids are  a little late for Christmas dinner,  and you just must cry yourself to sleep if everyone wasn’t happy with there Christmas presents!  You do know you are in charge of everyone’s happiness, YES EVERYONE!  You will keep them in a state of euphoria  at all times.

Yes I understand.   The things that go on inside of my head sometimes would drive a less neurotic person nuts.     But I am going to do better this year, it is a new year and I’m going to work on not worrying so much.    I just hope I can do it!  I can do it right??   Oh Dear!