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Not Sure If I Have "Whine Flu" OR Just Some Sort Of "Whine Funk."
I've had elevated blood sugars since Sunday (which was the day I had to force myself to swim because I felt like I was walking through JELLO, due to my high numbers); a scratchy sore throat, a general feeling of melancholy, and like most of us on the East Coast, I haven’t seen the sun in 8 freaking days.
Or maybe it’s the fact that my birthday is next week and I’m just not thrilled about its arrival.
Now to be fair, my high blood sugars may be a combo of the sore throat and skunky insulin.
I just tossed my bottle and reservoir thinking that perhaps that bottle had somehow lost its insulin spunkiness, which we all know is crucial for good numbers.
I’m now tackling that large pile of paperwork that has been screaming my name. I’m also writing a much needed post.
There’s a prediction of partial sunshine in the forecast for Saturday, but my inner voice says: Kel, don’t hold your breath on any of the above.
Enough already!!! Let’s look at the bright side folks.
My numbers are going down fast thanks to a new bottle of insulin juice.
I’m doing paperwork!
I’m writing a post!
There’s partial sunshine in the forecast for Saturday!
My mother’s health is much better.
Oprah scored us some free grilled chicken!!!
My blood Sugars are going down, along with my weight. I’ve lost 22 pounds in the past 3 years. 11 of those pounds since October.
I have some potential speaking engagements, which always rock my world and provide me with an overall feeling of happiness. Simply put, by giving, I get back more than I ever thought possible.
While I may be dreading my birthday, I am indeed living my life. I love and am loved.
I learn something new everyday, and find inspiration in many things, big and small.
And I still have hope, which at one point in my life I thought I had lost forever.
Most recently my pot of Orange Mint filled me with hope. Up until 3 weeks ago looked like dead twigs and dirt. Now, it’s comeback to life with lush green sprigs that will eventually find it’s way and infuse it's minty goodness into my water bottle. Soon it will be used in cooking new delicious summer dishes, and manifesting itself into my famous Vodka Mojitos.
Now, I know Mint’s life cycle as I’ve been growing it (along with other yummies) for years. But I still get excited when I see the mint sprigs spring back to life (say that three times fast!) It still gives me hope!
Next week I will be getting a few birthday gifts, which I know are not important, it’s the thought that matters after all. But still, I’m a big baby and they will make me smile.
I especially look forward to spending time with family and friends because I love them very much. I’ll spread out those Birthday celebrations and savor those moments with the each individual I celebrate with.
I’m getting my eyebrows waxed this week. It’s the simple things folks, like having two distinct eyebrows instead of one, that make a huge difference in my over all feeling of well being.
And the last positive,...is YOU, wonderful citizens of dblogville. I love, learn and respect each of you in the D-O-C so very much.
You always understand, you never judge, always teach, and ALWAYS bring a smile (and an occasional tear) into my world everyday.
Thanks friends, I feel better already!
Gluco-Tubular: A Study in Stubbornness & Laughter
So there I sat, listening to a mixed CD and wondering when I could put my foot on the gas instead of the break. All of a sudden, I felt that old familiar feeling. You know the one, when there's a tingling in your stomach that moves through your body- sometimes slowly, other times at lightening speed. I was going low and grabbed my meter, tested and was 92.
Not really low, but I knew I was heading south as opposed to staying put - at least as far as my blood sugar was concerned. I had food in the car, and CVS Raspberry flavored glucotabs in my console. I made an executive decision and reached for my trusty roll of glucose tabs.
I quickly downed 4 and was contemplating popping another. I decided to go for it because I'd rather play it safe than be sorry. Plus, it was the last tab in the glucotube, so why not finish the whole thing?
So I shook the tube.... and nothing happened. I looked to make sure that there was indeed a glucotab at the bottom of the tube- and yes indeed there was.
So a shook it again, and nothing happened.
And then I "shook it like a Polaroid picture" and banged the tube on the side of my car door and I’m sure I looked like a crazy woman to the other drivers trapped in traffic.
And then I started laughing. The kind of laughing where it's deep from your gut and louder than the noise around you, deep belly laughs, that eventually lose their ability to make sound and leave your shaking and looking like some freak devil, mime incarnate.
And then I took a picture, so I could share it with all of you!