It is Thursday morning. I should be getting ready for work (actually, I should be at work now). But, I am at home getting ready to make the trek to my local drugstore to fill out my prescription for a blood glucose monitor. Lately, mornings have been tough. Getting up and going to work so damn hard. I finally called the doc. Was told to start checking my blood sugar and come back to the doc in a week. Dammit. So here I sit, dreading the visit. There are so many other high tech items I would rather have. Like a new digital camera or the new Ipod. Maybe next time.
The good news is I have lost about 20 pounds. I can really feel it. I am able to get up off the floor without making those funny groany noises. I actually purchased a new lower sized sweater this week. That was fun.
RJ
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
It's about time
I have started writing something a dozen times since my last post. Nothing seemed right. Christmas and New Years are over and we are in 2006. Winter is doing it's winter thing--well, that is if you include summertime temps. during winter. I usually love wintertime. It is actually my favorite season. I love cold winter evenings filled with hot cocoa and a good book. I love cold, crisp mornings wrapped in winter snow. It snowed today. As a child, I would wake up to the possibility of snow by running to the bathroom window to see if it really happened. I did that this morning and even at 54 love to see it.
I just wish I could have spent the morning drinking hot coffee at my local coffeeshop instead of going into work.
I spent most of the day, contacting families and trying to close files that needed to be closed and arranging visits for the rest of the week. As I was sitting at my desk plodding through paperwork, my son called. He is in graduate school in San Francisco. He called to tell me that he was listening to NPR (as he usually does) at work and remembered a conversation we had when we was about 15. He told me that he thought he was a Republican. I remember taking a deep breath and asked him why. To be honest, I can't remember what he said as I was trying to keep from hyperventilating! Today, as we talked, he laughed and said that he was sorry he scared me then. Happily, he is not a republican. It made me smile that he remembered the conversation and happy that he called me to let me know.
RJ
I just wish I could have spent the morning drinking hot coffee at my local coffeeshop instead of going into work.
I spent most of the day, contacting families and trying to close files that needed to be closed and arranging visits for the rest of the week. As I was sitting at my desk plodding through paperwork, my son called. He is in graduate school in San Francisco. He called to tell me that he was listening to NPR (as he usually does) at work and remembered a conversation we had when we was about 15. He told me that he thought he was a Republican. I remember taking a deep breath and asked him why. To be honest, I can't remember what he said as I was trying to keep from hyperventilating! Today, as we talked, he laughed and said that he was sorry he scared me then. Happily, he is not a republican. It made me smile that he remembered the conversation and happy that he called me to let me know.
RJ
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