Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Chicken Soup, STAT!!!

I don't feel well at all. I think I'm losing my voice. I keep clearing my throat and it doesn't help. I'm being overwhelmed by phlegm! Doesn't that sound tasty? I hope you're not eating right now.

I felt bad last night, and I knew I would have trouble sleeping, so I took some Thera Flu and it did knock my ass out. But when I woke up this morning I felt worse than I did last night. This totally blows. I hate it when I don't really feel sick, but I don't feel 100%.

I need a nap.

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

Hatin' on Plumbers

I live in what I guess is a really freakin' old house. I saw that because the electrical is so old that if you use the hair dryer and the wall heater in the bathroom the lights actually dim. The plumbing is really bad too, if someone is taking a shower and you flush the toilet, not only does the water turn to absolutely freezing cold, but also slows to a trickle until the tank fills up.

So, I'm hating the plumber right now because our kitchen sink is backing up into the sink in the garage and I called and left two messages for our landlord and she just forgot to call the plumber. Nice! So I called the plumber myself this morning and have yet to hear back from him. This is putting a rather large crimp in our lives because the washing machine drains into the sink in the garage and I can't do laundry because then the sink will overflow and I can't run my dishwasher or run the water in the kitchen sink because then the sink in the garage will overflow.

That makes it really hard to cook or anything, cause how am I going to wash the dishes so we can eat again later?

Ok, so maybe I don't hate the plumber, I'm just irritated cause it's been three days and I NEED to do laundry. I'm thinking happy plumber thoughts and hoping that he calls.

Thursday, December 02, 2004

To My Health

I don't have timeSo, I went for my follow up appointment with my doctor to discuss my lab work that was part of my yearly physical. Turns out, I'm not actually diabetic, but I might as well be. I guess my blood sugar level is right on the border line of being diabetic. I'm also having some problems with my liver and I now have high blood pressure. Lovely, lovely.

All of these problems are as a result of being overweight. My doctor said some people can be fat and handle, I can't. If I don't begin to lose weight soon, and I mean very soon. I will be having MAJOR health problems. The interesting thing is, I'm not what doctors consider obese. I'm not 100lbs. overweight. But pretty darn close to it. So, I'm supposed to walk or eventually be able to walk four miles a day and do circut training twice a week. And here is the kicker, no sugar, or as little as possible. Merry Christmas to me, no fudge or cookies, or pies. Shame on me really, for sitting on my butt and for not keeping the pie out of my pie hole.

But, the silver lining in all of this is that I now have no choice but to get up of my rather large booty and turn myself into a Baywatch babe. My hubby seems a little worried about all this and I think he's been secretly sabotaging me in all my previous diet attempts. When I tried the Atkins diet a couple of years ago, three weeks into it, for Valentine's day he bought me a two pound box of Godiva chocolates. Hmmmmmm. His girlfriend before he met me, was not overweight when he met her, but weighed I'd say pretty close to 300 pounds when they broke up. I see a pattern forming, don't you?

Anyhoo, it sucks that this happened right before the holidays, but as my doctor told me, "some people have time to take care of things like this and can take the whole getting healthy thing at their leisure, you don't have time, you need to start on this right now". Scary, very scary. My Grandma died from complications from being diabetic and was on dialysis (sp?) for several years and finally one day just gave up. She chose to quit dialysis. She was really tired and I won't even go into all the complications she was having and I guess if I had been her, I would have done the same thing. She died three days after stopping the dialysis, she was 62 years old. I was really close to her and it was really hard to watch my champion die when I was so young myself, just 9 years old. She stood up for me when nobody else would, but that's a whole other story. So to make this very long story short, I can't put myself and my family through something that awful again and my kids deserve a healthy mom to chase after them and beat them with a wooden spoon. That last part is a joke people. I have a hard time spanking my son and an even harder time spanking my daughter. But I would like to live well into my 90's and enjoy being a grumpy old woman and poke people with my cane.

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