Touching Base….

Hi to everyone!

I started this post complaining about the food, but that is a lower priority now.

Here I wrote a long, bitchy paragraph about food without salt, but I erased it after talking with my  sister, M.  My safety and my health were the first reasons to think about assisted living, along with isolation,  Those are top priorities,  and I have trouble sometimes remembering them

I decided to concentrate on going home, and not into assisted living — the food here sucks, mostly, and they won’t give a tiny packet of salt, even only once a day.  Breakfast is okay, I guess, (I eliminated eggs all together.)  From there on, none!  I can’t eat much of it, and salt substitute is awful.  On the good side, raw carrots are okay.  Any suggestion would be wonderful, please.

More, but really I wanted to say, “Thank you,” for cards and comments and visits; those mean so much to me.  I’m often too tired to respond, but please remember I love you all, and each contact is so pleasant, I smile for the rest of the day.  Thanks so much!

Please, continue your kind patience with me.  I hope to be feeling better soon, and I am working hard to do that.  My love and greetings to all of you, with hugs for all.

Saturday Gratitude Post 6/7/2014

Welcome to my Saturday Gratitude Post.  Before I begin, I enjoy writing this post almost every week; may I suggest that some of you might enjoy writing a gratitude post weekly.  No rules, no themes.  Simply a post about your life and the blessings you experienced the previous week.

I am grateful for so many blessings, big and small, that touched me this week.  I am feeling very healthy, losing a little weight and, surprisingly, I’m not having difficulty sticking to the renal diet.  As a result, my blood sugars are far better, and I look relatively shapely right now.  I am so grateful that I am fighting myself all the time when I am caring for my body and my health.

Our weather is glorious — bright blue sky in the morning and early afternoon, then clouds and rain in the middle of the day, and finally back to clear skies for the latter part of the day.  Each day like this is a gift, and I spend a lot of time outdoors.  What a treat after such a long winter!

Someone is mowing grass outside, that lovely smell of cut grass blowing into my living room — a smell that, for me, embodies all the glories of summer.

Mom is much more contented, and enjoying an overall sense of good health, though her knees still bother her if she sits too long in the wrong chair.  The rest of the family is doing well; J., my next younger sister, lives with her family just north of San Diego.  The fire doesn’t usually reach their block, but they are close enough to unsettle nerves.  Nevertheless, J. is home with her husband M. and their daughter M., who just finished a successful year in college, and who will be dancing at SeaWorld this summer.

The rest of my family are happy, busy, and enjoying Spring.  My older sister can finally get into the pool, and that must feel like a little slice of heaven.  My brother’s son and daughter  serving  in their respective stations.  S. is at sea, and I wish I was there, too.  I love being on the ocean.  C2. is thriving down in Maryland —  she will be a wonderful doctor/nurse/medic or anything else she pursues. My brother’s oldest daughter is closer to home, trying and outgrowing ever retail job she’s had.  I know that she will decide where she belongs soon — C1 is a strong young woman.  Finally, my sister DB’s younger daughter, left high school after four remarkably interesting years, after several successful theater performances in which she shone.

I start back to work this Wednesday, and I can hardly wait.  Funny how four little hours a week are so important — I look forward to seeing my fellow workers, and all the customers I see at the register.  I am at least strong enough for one day, and that is all I am working this week.  I hope to work two days next week.

Life is good.  D. and I took a big swipe out of the living room last week, disassembling my altar and giving away anything I no longer use.  We cleared off the dining room table and put all of my pump supplies in a big drawer in the kitchen, which I should have done at the very beginning.  What a difference a clean table makes.

My life is so full of joyful goals.  D. and I know the balance we each need for the cruise.  I am not really very close, actually, but I have four more months, which will mean at least $400 in savings.  I saw a program about Belize today, and the teal and aqua water just called to me.  I am practicing patience!

This is only a small section of my Gratitudes list.  I am a very lucky woman indeed.

Saturday Gratitude List, 05/31/2014

It’s Saturday morning, here on the coast of Maine.  The sun is bright, peeking out around the clouds; it’s also much higher in the sky than in the winter.  The air is cool, and a light breeze is ruffling the tree outside my window.  I feel good — I am sleeping more soundly than I have in years.

I am full of gratitude for all the good in my life.  I picked up my paintbrush last night for the first time in weeks, and I am currently working on making my water more realistic.  This simple act awakened the creative side of my mind — not only painting, but writing, which I also haven’t done in weeks.

I decided last month that my apartment is far too cluttered — not just old magazines and mail, either.  I own souvenirs from everywhere I’ve ever been, and I spread them onto every flat surface here.  I own furniture I don’t use, and I know one cause of my underlying anxiety is the state of these rooms.  So, my plan is to turn my apartment into something resembling a dojo.  I dragged my busted rocker, and that now beat-up plastic palm tree down to the dumpster yesterday.  After my nephew takes the big, old, beautiful dresser out of my bedroom, I will move my painting stuff into the bedroom, where the window on the north side will give me more ideal light.

I already moved my little pedal-er into the bedroom, where I see it immediately after I wake up.  I jump to it each morning, and the exercise, along with a much more limited diet, (limited phosphorus and potassium, and very limited carbs,) I made a huge change in my A1c, (my three-month average blood glucose.)  Three months ago, it measured 8.6.  Not good.  This Tuesday, my A1c was 7.2 — a huge improvement and  right at the level my Nurse Practitioner wants.  Who knew, all these decades, that the doctors were right about me needing to exercise?  (She smirks, amazed at the level of her  own stubbornness.)

Back to my dojo:  I am ridding myself of my recliner.  Even with two pillows behind my back, I never get really comfortable, and I wake with a backache every morning.  I intend to get a club chair instead, and a love-seat or small sofa.  The desk is going, as is the office chair, which also requires pillows.  My friend D. bought it for me as a birthday present a couple of years ago, but I judged it by its looks, and not by comfort.

On Thursday, I called the cruise company to check D.’s and my balance owed, and the first person told me that she had no record of us — no reservation, and no sign of the $500 deposit we paid.  I experienced a brief moment of panic, but then I hunted down our booking number and talked with the agent with whom we made our reservation.  All is well, and we set sail on October 26 for Honduras, Belize, and two stops in Mexico.  I intend to be well and ready for fun before that date.

I am grateful for my life, for my family and friends, for my readers, (I love you all,) my home, my health, and my newfound appreciation for staying healthy through exercise.  I am very thankful for my mental health, and I understand more clearly how to keep up a sense of calm.  I am a very, very lucky woman.

Saturday Gratitude Post — 02/15/2014

It’s Saturday evening, here in Maine, and we are supposed to get our second significant snowstorm in as many days.  I must begin this post with great thanks that all the people I know and love, who are traveling today, have so far arrived safely, and I hope the same for all travelers.

Speaking of traveling, my best friend and big sis, S., had a ticket to fly up for my Dad’s surprise 80th birthday, but the airline cancelled her flight a couple of days in advance.  We all wish you could have been with us, S., and Dad knows what happened with the ticket.  He was really happy you were planning to attend.  Maybe for his 85th!  He looks terrific and was really surprised when he arrived — not always an easy surprise to pull off.

I did see some of my sisters, and a couple of cousins, whom I hadn’t seen in a very long time.  When my cousin M., and his wife K., are around, we laugh like we’re out of control.  Today was no different.  I also rode to the party with my sister DB, and home with M., so we all got a chance to catch up.  Lots of fun.

Mom received some good news this week — her right hand is growing more numb by the day.  Now she has seen a specialist, and they are going forward with the surgery.  Yay!!  I know this will make life easier for her in so many ways.  I am really thankful that you hooked up with such a good specialist, Mom.

I am, as always, grateful for my life, my health, my lovely little home, my family, and all of the good people with whom I surround myself.  I feel well, and I’m making a point to enjoy every minute of each day, to the best of my ability.  I completed three paintings this week, but I just painted over the last with white — I want to try the same subject, surf, again from the start.  Most of my readers will understand when I say how much fun this new hobby is — I look at my finished work, and I get all bubbly with joy and satisfaction.  I do need to slow down, though — I can see going through $100s-of-dollars-worth of canvasses in just a few days.

I consider all of my blessings, and I count myself one of the most fortunate women in the world. That makes me smile!

Saturday Gratitude Post — 02/01/2014

Another Saturday, already.  I am once again full of gratitude, as I have experienced another really good week.  I feel good, blood sugars are in range, and I am pedalling every day.  My house is relatively neat, and I cooked my breakfast this morning, Huevos Rancheros, which transported me back to Colorado.  Very nice — I really love Colorado, and I am so grateful I had five years there.

Our house committee is facing a lot of bitching from people who don’t want to take part, but who feel quite comfortable criticizing those who are doing the work.  I was invited, (read implored,) this morning, to stand for Secretary.  I remained true to my promise to myself, and declined.  But the chair of the committee has taken nothing but crap for days.  She is ready to quit, as another member already did.

Meanwhile, I continue to participate in activities:  this week, Bingo and a painting class.  I love that we have a schedule of this kind of activity.  I really enjoyed painting class today — acrylics, which are very forgiving, and I got a good start on a landscape.  I will be looking forward to next week’s session.  And, for the first time since I was about 7 years old, I won at Bingo, twice.  Someday I’ll find the photo of me and my giant blue poodle prize from that day.

My family is well — Dad turned 80.  Mom is looking forward to our trip to Chicago, as am I — can’t wait to see the parts of my family I haven’t seen for years!  The weather has been marginally warmer, which is nice, but still below freezing.  Maine in Winter — what else do I expect?

I am grateful for the peace and ease of my life right now, and I plan to keep it this way.   I love my home.  I am feeling extremely lucky, and extremely thankful.

Saturday Gratitude Post 01/11/2014

I am full of grateful feelings today.  I am healthy, and happy, and feeling quite inspired.  My family is all doing well, as well — we are very lucky.

Tomorrow is Dad’s 80th birthday — Happy Birthday, Dad!  I give thanks every day that you are taking care of yourself.   Remember, you and P. promised to dance at my 75th  birthday party.  I am going to hold you to that.  What many changes you have seen in your lifetime!  Much love and best wishes. Continue reading