So far, I have lost about 10 lbs since I got strict with what food I eat. That is a good thing. My blood sugar numbers still stink, but they are getting lower. Work is really stressing me out, but I am trying to figure out how to rid myself of that stress. It has been unbelievable.
Luckily, tomorrow, I am off from work. I have not gotten much done this weekend due to work. Next weekend, I hope to get more done. I did manage to catch up on some sleep on Saturday and Sunday. On Saturday, I took the dogs out for their walk, picked up my meds from WalMart, splurged to get some donuts with milk, then headed back to bed at 1 PM. By 6 PM, I was back up and walking the dogs. Nothing like a 5 hour nap. I felt a little drained, but I needed the sleep. Last week was horrible.
Today, I managed to get the kitchen cleaned up and baked some sugar free brownies. I am seriously thinking of a sugar free brownie topped with some sugar free country vanilla ice cream. I may try that a bit later.
I went to the grocery store. Man - it was obscene how much it cost me to get out of there. I bought a lot of fruit and veggies. I also got some meat - hamburger, turkey tenderloins, turkey smoked sausage, pork loin, and pork loin chops. I have thought about making mom's Hungarian Chicken Goulash with some fat free sour cream and whole wheat fanfalle pasta. Unfortunately, I will have to pick up an onion, chicken boullion cubes, and the sour cream.
I am going to continue working on getting my blood sugar numbers down. As I said before, it just was going to take time and the bonus is the weight loss.
No numbers at this time.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
A Tough Road Ahead...
Morning Numbers:
BS: 200
BP: 125/79
Pul: 83
I am taking my meds and I am already getting frustrated with the numbers. I know - Rome was not built in a day, so your numbers won't automatically go down in a few days. I just have to keep reminding myself - it is one day at a time. You did not gain weight overnight, so it won't be gone overnight. Somehow, we all wish that was the way it went. Here today - gone tomorrow. Alas, that is not to be.
My doggies are back home as of yesterday. Had some trouble with Chloe last night. She was very restless. It was like no matter what, she was never comfortable. I lost my patience with her and that was completely stupid of me. I had to walk away a bit. Now, that I think back to it and make some realizations, PMS is starting up. I should have recognized the symptoms: Easily irritated, bloated, no matter what, I cannot cool down. I hate it.
Once I got my nerves back on a slow patience, I realized that she probably needed a pain pill. I still have a few for her, so once she got that, she settled down for the night. Now, she is resting peacefully, but I felt like a really idiot for not realizing it.
I think the heat is getting the better of all of us. The dogs are drinking water like it is going out of style. I have been making sure that their water bowl is full and has ice in it. Also, I have made sure that the temperature in the apartment is reasonable.
Today, I plan on getting a mani/pedi. That way, my toenails get clipped properly and not the butcher job I do. After that, I am going to get groceries for the week. I hope to make out a good meal plan for the week. I just do not want to think about having to deal with "Oh, what to eat?" Also, that will help me get my diabetes and weight loss under control.
BS: 200
BP: 125/79
Pul: 83
I am taking my meds and I am already getting frustrated with the numbers. I know - Rome was not built in a day, so your numbers won't automatically go down in a few days. I just have to keep reminding myself - it is one day at a time. You did not gain weight overnight, so it won't be gone overnight. Somehow, we all wish that was the way it went. Here today - gone tomorrow. Alas, that is not to be.
My doggies are back home as of yesterday. Had some trouble with Chloe last night. She was very restless. It was like no matter what, she was never comfortable. I lost my patience with her and that was completely stupid of me. I had to walk away a bit. Now, that I think back to it and make some realizations, PMS is starting up. I should have recognized the symptoms: Easily irritated, bloated, no matter what, I cannot cool down. I hate it.
Once I got my nerves back on a slow patience, I realized that she probably needed a pain pill. I still have a few for her, so once she got that, she settled down for the night. Now, she is resting peacefully, but I felt like a really idiot for not realizing it.
I think the heat is getting the better of all of us. The dogs are drinking water like it is going out of style. I have been making sure that their water bowl is full and has ice in it. Also, I have made sure that the temperature in the apartment is reasonable.
Today, I plan on getting a mani/pedi. That way, my toenails get clipped properly and not the butcher job I do. After that, I am going to get groceries for the week. I hope to make out a good meal plan for the week. I just do not want to think about having to deal with "Oh, what to eat?" Also, that will help me get my diabetes and weight loss under control.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Got the baseline - now to work on the changes
Yesterday morning, I got the call from my doctor's office with an update on my blood work results. Going in, I knew the numbers would be bad. I was not too disappointed with the 179 fasting blood sugar. In the past, I have seen that number at 350, so I have that number a positive spin.
My a1c, on the other hand, indicated some serious issues. It was 12. The doctor's nurse indicated that my diabetes had really gone out of control and if I continue down this route, I will end up with kidney shutdown. I had expected a high number, but not 12. I stammered a lot on the phone when asking about the other meds I am taking and how to go about getting the refills. The number weighed heavily on my mind. 12.
I went out to eat with a co-worker from out of town for lunch. I ate the salad and had artichoke chicken with capers. I did not eat all of the salad nor did I eat all of the pasta on the plate. Pat on the back for me for that. I have been carrying around a lunch bag with snacks like grapes, melons and strawberries, sugar free jello, cheese and crackers, and the like. Things I know will help me stay on track.
For dinner, I blew it a bit. However, I will get back on track today. Today is the last day for class, so I won't need to "go out to eat" tonight. I have enjoyed getting to meet and know this co-worker, but it is time for me to get back onto taking care of me.
I am going to ask my father if he would take care of Bo and Chloe one more day. After work tomorrow, I will head over to his house and spend the night. On Saturday, I will tote the "kiddos" home. I know those little dogs miss me, but for the past few nights, I have been going to bed between 9:30 - 10:00 AM and getting up at 4:30-5:00 AM. That is very odd of me, but I have ignored the pager and just tried to get some restful sleep. When I get the dogs back, that will not be the case.
The main reason for my wanting an extra day is to get my medications. I hate to drive all the way over there, drive all the way back for work the next day and not get my meds. I figured it would be easier to just come home, pick up the meds on my way home, get some housework done, and go to bed early. On Friday, after work, just head over to my father's house. I could spend the night, then pack everyone up and head home that morning.
I hate leaving Bo and Chloe there longer, but the gas prices are so high and it is such a pain to drive back and forth.
Time to get ready for work:
Morning:
BS: 243
BP: 132/82
Pul: 81
My a1c, on the other hand, indicated some serious issues. It was 12. The doctor's nurse indicated that my diabetes had really gone out of control and if I continue down this route, I will end up with kidney shutdown. I had expected a high number, but not 12. I stammered a lot on the phone when asking about the other meds I am taking and how to go about getting the refills. The number weighed heavily on my mind. 12.
I went out to eat with a co-worker from out of town for lunch. I ate the salad and had artichoke chicken with capers. I did not eat all of the salad nor did I eat all of the pasta on the plate. Pat on the back for me for that. I have been carrying around a lunch bag with snacks like grapes, melons and strawberries, sugar free jello, cheese and crackers, and the like. Things I know will help me stay on track.
For dinner, I blew it a bit. However, I will get back on track today. Today is the last day for class, so I won't need to "go out to eat" tonight. I have enjoyed getting to meet and know this co-worker, but it is time for me to get back onto taking care of me.
I am going to ask my father if he would take care of Bo and Chloe one more day. After work tomorrow, I will head over to his house and spend the night. On Saturday, I will tote the "kiddos" home. I know those little dogs miss me, but for the past few nights, I have been going to bed between 9:30 - 10:00 AM and getting up at 4:30-5:00 AM. That is very odd of me, but I have ignored the pager and just tried to get some restful sleep. When I get the dogs back, that will not be the case.
The main reason for my wanting an extra day is to get my medications. I hate to drive all the way over there, drive all the way back for work the next day and not get my meds. I figured it would be easier to just come home, pick up the meds on my way home, get some housework done, and go to bed early. On Friday, after work, just head over to my father's house. I could spend the night, then pack everyone up and head home that morning.
I hate leaving Bo and Chloe there longer, but the gas prices are so high and it is such a pain to drive back and forth.
Time to get ready for work:
Morning:
BS: 243
BP: 132/82
Pul: 81
Monday, August 8, 2011
Good Morning, Monday!
Here is my first positive attempt this morning - greet Monday with a smile. I will admit, the weekend just was not long enough for me. However, I have a break in the middle of the week. I am taking off Wednesday to see my doctor. I am so full of fear of being put on insulin injections. I need to stop that and maybe see if we can try some other oral medication with the metformin.
This morning, my blood sugar was 214. That is the lowest it has been in weeks - a good thing. While I look at that in a positive light, I know I still have work to do on getting that number at a lower value. Patience, my dear, Melissa, patience. I just have to keep working hard on eating healthy and keep those good habits going and bad habits in check. I have to do this for me because I want to be able to do stuff in my life. I do not want this disease to control my life; I need to control it.
I am starting to think I need to switch to Allegra. The last few times I took it, I noticed I did not cough and did not go through the morning nasal garbage. I am back on Liquid Claritin and my throat is scratchy this morning. Not a good sign.
Time to fix breakfast for the dogs and me. This week will be a good week!
This morning, my blood sugar was 214. That is the lowest it has been in weeks - a good thing. While I look at that in a positive light, I know I still have work to do on getting that number at a lower value. Patience, my dear, Melissa, patience. I just have to keep working hard on eating healthy and keep those good habits going and bad habits in check. I have to do this for me because I want to be able to do stuff in my life. I do not want this disease to control my life; I need to control it.
I am starting to think I need to switch to Allegra. The last few times I took it, I noticed I did not cough and did not go through the morning nasal garbage. I am back on Liquid Claritin and my throat is scratchy this morning. Not a good sign.
Time to fix breakfast for the dogs and me. This week will be a good week!
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Bright and Early...
On Monday, both dogs had an appointment with the vet. Chloe had blood work done and Bo had to get his annual shots. The vet put both dogs on temaril-p and since they have been getting the pill twice a day, they have been drinking the water like crazy. Of course, that means, they have to go potty more frequently.
On one hand, I feel badly for them because I know going to pee so often is a real pain. I will have to do that sometimes when I am not taking my diabetes meds. There will be those constant trips to the bathroom to pee. However, I really wish that both dogs were better behaved when going for a walk. I am getting pretty frustrated with getting pulled in two different directions.
Of course, I am lucky that they do not have my usual issue - making that different type of bathroom trip. That usually happens when I am getting back to taking my diabetes meds and even after staying on them. That one is not at all pleasant. In fact, I have tried to let that stuff run its course, but with work, I end up stopping it with Immodium-AD. The bad part about that is sometimes, it takes having to take 3 to 4 of those pills to end it. Otherwise, it is a trip every 5 to 10 minutes until there is just water coming out and even then, it will continue.
I am sure you wanted to hear all of that! It is a damned if you do and damned if you don't situation. All I am striving to do is get to some common ground.
I made an appointment to see my doctor this coming Wednesday. I decided that rather than feel rushed that day, I would just take the day off. This way, I would be more relaxed when seeing the doctor. I am trying to get back on the "wagon" and put me before anyone or anything else.
It has not been easy, but I am really trying to make the effort. Last night, I read in Woman's Day magazine about two women who had the lap-band surgery. I felt their pain regarding their weight. Believe me, I wish I had about 100 pounds off of my frame. I have already said that if got to even 180 pounds, I would not care. It would be a sight better than where I am now.
Anyway, the ladies spoke of the side-effects and the magazine even put a chart that described each weight-loss procedure and their good/bad points. To the point, though, the magazine stated that doctors say that it is best to change eating habits and increase exercise. This is the main reason why I resist surgery. I do not want to deal with the side effects and those could be life threatening. If I can change what and how much I eat and get more exercise into my life, I know I could drop the weight.
Trying to understand my state of mind and such during all of this change is why I started this blog. This is not something you just do for a short period of time - it has to be a life-long change. My problem that I am working on is how to make it work and stay with it. How to kill the bad habits and keep from doing them because that is what is in play here. I allow stress to eat at me and feel like I can never escape it. Therefore, I give it as the reason why I reach for the sweet or really fattening stuff. I need to learn to channel that to something else.
While reading Woman's Day, another article described how to take time out for that "one little good thing" that would relax us, such as reading or even folding laundry. I do see where folding laundry is a fulfilling task. It does not require a lot of mental work, but you have accomplished a goal at the end. So, you get a calming reward at the end. Oddly enough, I have laundry to fold. I usually save that sort of thing for the weekends, but I should carve out more time to do it during the week.
That is another bad habit I need to break: Saving housework chores for the weekend. I feel like I bust my butt all week, sometimes, 24x7 when I am on-call, then have all of this housework to do on the weekends. By the time Sunday night hits, I am still tired and wishing I did not have to go back to work.
To put a good feel spin on this post, I completed both of my on-line courses. Now, I did not get all of my assignments completed, but I did get the quizzes and final done. I got an 86 for both finals, which I am willing to live with considering work and such. Also, the course was not for a grade, so I had even less pressure on me. I am thinking of taking another class, but I think I will mull it over a bit more first.
Time to wrap up. Need to get my blood sugar and blood pressure readings, then give the dogs their meds and figure out what I am going to have for breakfast. Unfortunately, my cupboard is getting pretty thin. Time to go grocery shopping.
On one hand, I feel badly for them because I know going to pee so often is a real pain. I will have to do that sometimes when I am not taking my diabetes meds. There will be those constant trips to the bathroom to pee. However, I really wish that both dogs were better behaved when going for a walk. I am getting pretty frustrated with getting pulled in two different directions.
Of course, I am lucky that they do not have my usual issue - making that different type of bathroom trip. That usually happens when I am getting back to taking my diabetes meds and even after staying on them. That one is not at all pleasant. In fact, I have tried to let that stuff run its course, but with work, I end up stopping it with Immodium-AD. The bad part about that is sometimes, it takes having to take 3 to 4 of those pills to end it. Otherwise, it is a trip every 5 to 10 minutes until there is just water coming out and even then, it will continue.
I am sure you wanted to hear all of that! It is a damned if you do and damned if you don't situation. All I am striving to do is get to some common ground.
I made an appointment to see my doctor this coming Wednesday. I decided that rather than feel rushed that day, I would just take the day off. This way, I would be more relaxed when seeing the doctor. I am trying to get back on the "wagon" and put me before anyone or anything else.
It has not been easy, but I am really trying to make the effort. Last night, I read in Woman's Day magazine about two women who had the lap-band surgery. I felt their pain regarding their weight. Believe me, I wish I had about 100 pounds off of my frame. I have already said that if got to even 180 pounds, I would not care. It would be a sight better than where I am now.
Anyway, the ladies spoke of the side-effects and the magazine even put a chart that described each weight-loss procedure and their good/bad points. To the point, though, the magazine stated that doctors say that it is best to change eating habits and increase exercise. This is the main reason why I resist surgery. I do not want to deal with the side effects and those could be life threatening. If I can change what and how much I eat and get more exercise into my life, I know I could drop the weight.
Trying to understand my state of mind and such during all of this change is why I started this blog. This is not something you just do for a short period of time - it has to be a life-long change. My problem that I am working on is how to make it work and stay with it. How to kill the bad habits and keep from doing them because that is what is in play here. I allow stress to eat at me and feel like I can never escape it. Therefore, I give it as the reason why I reach for the sweet or really fattening stuff. I need to learn to channel that to something else.
While reading Woman's Day, another article described how to take time out for that "one little good thing" that would relax us, such as reading or even folding laundry. I do see where folding laundry is a fulfilling task. It does not require a lot of mental work, but you have accomplished a goal at the end. So, you get a calming reward at the end. Oddly enough, I have laundry to fold. I usually save that sort of thing for the weekends, but I should carve out more time to do it during the week.
That is another bad habit I need to break: Saving housework chores for the weekend. I feel like I bust my butt all week, sometimes, 24x7 when I am on-call, then have all of this housework to do on the weekends. By the time Sunday night hits, I am still tired and wishing I did not have to go back to work.
To put a good feel spin on this post, I completed both of my on-line courses. Now, I did not get all of my assignments completed, but I did get the quizzes and final done. I got an 86 for both finals, which I am willing to live with considering work and such. Also, the course was not for a grade, so I had even less pressure on me. I am thinking of taking another class, but I think I will mull it over a bit more first.
Time to wrap up. Need to get my blood sugar and blood pressure readings, then give the dogs their meds and figure out what I am going to have for breakfast. Unfortunately, my cupboard is getting pretty thin. Time to go grocery shopping.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Time to reflect...
On Saturday, my father took an earlier flight to come home from his sister's funeral. Seems like there was a lot of chaos surrounding when my aunt would actually have a funeral or not. I know that there was a viewing before she was cremated. In hindsight, I wish I had done the same with my own mother. Not really to have a huge viewing, but we had flown her sister, Rita, down the day she died. (Actually, we had gotten the ticket for her in hopes that she would have been here before mom died.)
When my mother died, the hospice nurse called the funeral home to come pick mom up that night. For me, they waited until I got to the house so that I could see my mom one last time. My aunt never got that chance and for that, I feel awful. We tried to get something set up for my aunt to see my mom, but nothing could be done.
My father told me of how the children argued over who got what. My father returned with two pictures: One of my father, mother,and I taken when I was 3 and my senior picture. I have read on FB where my aunt tells one of my cousins that she was my aunt Phyllis' favorite. I don't think I am anyone's favorite mainly because I just do not go down to South Louisiana much. Most of my life has been spent apart from relatives and unfortunately, there is not much of a connection. Do not get me wrong, I love going down there and seeing everyone. That is always great, but it also feels a bit strained at times. That is really no one's fault.
The one thing I was happy to hear was that my father got to see some old friends while he was there. He was there to help and such, but there were times where not much was going on, so he got to see his friend he reconnected with via Classmates.com. There was another friend he had that he had not seen since he was 12. He spent time at that friend's grocery store/cafe, talking and eating boudin. He even got to spend some more time with his closest friend from high school and his wife. That made me happy because if anything good comes of FB and other social media is the reconnection to old friends. He really enjoyed getting to see these people and all I could think was from sadness came all of this happiness. I was happy for him.
My week has not been so great, but I am trudging through it. My blood sugar is slowing going down, but not fast enough. Luckily, I have stopped topping over 400 and being close to 500 to being in the low 300's to upper 200's. I have to keep focusing on getting better.
I guess my father had no idea how bad things were with my health. I had taken my blood sugar after taking the dogs out at 6:30 AM and it was 295. I figured the brownie the night before had something to do with that. Dinner, I was pretty sure I was under the carb mark. I took my blood sugar check again at 10:45 AM and it was 211. Of course, I still haven't had anything to eat, but about to start determining what I should eat for lunch, snacks and dinner. I need to get some fresh veggies from the grocery store as well as more fruit.
I am making a better effort to get more fruit and veggies into my diet. For some reason, I am really craving broccoli. When ordering from the local Chinese take-out, I ordered two dishes with broccoli. I am also thinking of putting together a fresh veggie baggie for me to snack on when it is that time. It used to be that I would pop in either baby carrots and/or grape tomatoes. Now, I think I may add bell peppers, broccoli, and cauliflower to the mix. Also, I have fixed roasted veggies and eaten them with roasted chicken - YUMMO.
My biggest pitfall is that I keep running into a rut, meal-wise. I mean, sure, roasted chicken is great, but I cannot have it every night. I plan on gathering up all of my Cooking Light and Diabetic Living magazines and checking out what recipes sound/look good. I need to cook more for myself and quit going out to pick up something for dinner.
Last night, I cooked turkey sausage, mac and cheese, and broccoli and cheese. The sausage was 10g of carbs, mac and cheese was Bob Evans mini at 22 g of carbs, and the broccoli and cheese was 10 g of carbs. That should have covered my allocated 45 g of carbs at dinner. It was delicious and reminded me of when mom would cook sausage, so it was comforting in that aspect. However, it also helped me to understand that I can cook with sausage and turkey sausage is not really that bad. At least, I did not feel as bloated. :-)
This week may be a bit painful - I have to get through my two on-line courses, I have been a really rotten student this semester, so I am just glad that these are continuing education courses and do not cost $$$$.
When my mother died, the hospice nurse called the funeral home to come pick mom up that night. For me, they waited until I got to the house so that I could see my mom one last time. My aunt never got that chance and for that, I feel awful. We tried to get something set up for my aunt to see my mom, but nothing could be done.
My father told me of how the children argued over who got what. My father returned with two pictures: One of my father, mother,and I taken when I was 3 and my senior picture. I have read on FB where my aunt tells one of my cousins that she was my aunt Phyllis' favorite. I don't think I am anyone's favorite mainly because I just do not go down to South Louisiana much. Most of my life has been spent apart from relatives and unfortunately, there is not much of a connection. Do not get me wrong, I love going down there and seeing everyone. That is always great, but it also feels a bit strained at times. That is really no one's fault.
The one thing I was happy to hear was that my father got to see some old friends while he was there. He was there to help and such, but there were times where not much was going on, so he got to see his friend he reconnected with via Classmates.com. There was another friend he had that he had not seen since he was 12. He spent time at that friend's grocery store/cafe, talking and eating boudin. He even got to spend some more time with his closest friend from high school and his wife. That made me happy because if anything good comes of FB and other social media is the reconnection to old friends. He really enjoyed getting to see these people and all I could think was from sadness came all of this happiness. I was happy for him.
My week has not been so great, but I am trudging through it. My blood sugar is slowing going down, but not fast enough. Luckily, I have stopped topping over 400 and being close to 500 to being in the low 300's to upper 200's. I have to keep focusing on getting better.
I guess my father had no idea how bad things were with my health. I had taken my blood sugar after taking the dogs out at 6:30 AM and it was 295. I figured the brownie the night before had something to do with that. Dinner, I was pretty sure I was under the carb mark. I took my blood sugar check again at 10:45 AM and it was 211. Of course, I still haven't had anything to eat, but about to start determining what I should eat for lunch, snacks and dinner. I need to get some fresh veggies from the grocery store as well as more fruit.
I am making a better effort to get more fruit and veggies into my diet. For some reason, I am really craving broccoli. When ordering from the local Chinese take-out, I ordered two dishes with broccoli. I am also thinking of putting together a fresh veggie baggie for me to snack on when it is that time. It used to be that I would pop in either baby carrots and/or grape tomatoes. Now, I think I may add bell peppers, broccoli, and cauliflower to the mix. Also, I have fixed roasted veggies and eaten them with roasted chicken - YUMMO.
My biggest pitfall is that I keep running into a rut, meal-wise. I mean, sure, roasted chicken is great, but I cannot have it every night. I plan on gathering up all of my Cooking Light and Diabetic Living magazines and checking out what recipes sound/look good. I need to cook more for myself and quit going out to pick up something for dinner.
Last night, I cooked turkey sausage, mac and cheese, and broccoli and cheese. The sausage was 10g of carbs, mac and cheese was Bob Evans mini at 22 g of carbs, and the broccoli and cheese was 10 g of carbs. That should have covered my allocated 45 g of carbs at dinner. It was delicious and reminded me of when mom would cook sausage, so it was comforting in that aspect. However, it also helped me to understand that I can cook with sausage and turkey sausage is not really that bad. At least, I did not feel as bloated. :-)
This week may be a bit painful - I have to get through my two on-line courses, I have been a really rotten student this semester, so I am just glad that these are continuing education courses and do not cost $$$$.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Sad week...
Tuesday morning, my aunt called looking for my father. As it happened, my father had spent the night at my apartment in order to be here to help his girlfriend. My other aunt, the oldest sister (my father is the oldest and this sister was the 3rd oldest), had passed away. She had been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer and was in the process of doing chemo and radiation therapy.
Unfortunately, the cancer was not what killed her. It would seem that she was having a violent vomiting attack and tore something or maybe had an ulcer. She bled out and there was blood everywhere. I feel awful hearing this because it was such a difficult way to die.
I have been trying to get my blood sugar down for days. At one point, I had it down to 186, but I had not eaten anything that day. I am trying to eat breakfast and get in the smaller snacks into my day. However, I have got to tell my co-worker that I am tired of going out to eat. It is expensive and there are not much choices. I do not want to eat salad every stinking day and NO I do not want to eat at The Cheesecake Factory.
This week, with my aunt's passing and that bringing up all sorts of issues, I have been just giving up and I know better. Today, I am going to whip up some tuna salad for a tuna salad sandwich. I need to go to Whole Foods and pick up some chicken salad. I really cannot handle the fried foods during the summer. The fried foods just sit in my stomach and make me feel really bloated.
This weekend, I really need to get this place whipped back into shape. I am going to concentrate doing laundry and cleaning the apartment as well as doing homework.
Time to get breakfast and ready for work. Dogs need fresh water, meds, and their breakfast. Will post more later.
Unfortunately, the cancer was not what killed her. It would seem that she was having a violent vomiting attack and tore something or maybe had an ulcer. She bled out and there was blood everywhere. I feel awful hearing this because it was such a difficult way to die.
I have been trying to get my blood sugar down for days. At one point, I had it down to 186, but I had not eaten anything that day. I am trying to eat breakfast and get in the smaller snacks into my day. However, I have got to tell my co-worker that I am tired of going out to eat. It is expensive and there are not much choices. I do not want to eat salad every stinking day and NO I do not want to eat at The Cheesecake Factory.
This week, with my aunt's passing and that bringing up all sorts of issues, I have been just giving up and I know better. Today, I am going to whip up some tuna salad for a tuna salad sandwich. I need to go to Whole Foods and pick up some chicken salad. I really cannot handle the fried foods during the summer. The fried foods just sit in my stomach and make me feel really bloated.
This weekend, I really need to get this place whipped back into shape. I am going to concentrate doing laundry and cleaning the apartment as well as doing homework.
Time to get breakfast and ready for work. Dogs need fresh water, meds, and their breakfast. Will post more later.
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