Snoopy found a new home last night when he settled on the kitchen windowsill. He'll stay there as long as he wants to. Karma Cat is resting and meditating, but I'm sure he's secretly planning his next adventure. When I picked Karma Cat up
With Hal’s help, I have been aggressively battling the worst symptoms of my Diabetes. When we both saw our new doctor about two weeks ago, she advised me to change the dosage of my medicine and to make some subtle changes to my diet. Our new doctor believes that
Today is a recovery day for me. The dental surgery went well and I'm adjusting to my temporary bridge to cover the gap where two teeth were extracted. I won't be eating anything brittle for a while, today I might try some soup or mashed potatoes.
we were up early this morning to catch our Lyft to my dental appointment. I'm glad Hal convinced me to schedule that ride because I was heavily sedated. over six hours later and I'm still groggy from the after-effects. Hal organized the Lyft trip back
I slept in this morning after two bouts of severe hypoglycemia last night. I am adjusting my long-acting insulin dosage tonight and hopefully, this won't happen again. luckily my CGM alerted me each time it happened. In a way, this is a good sign because I’m
I woke up today realizing that I'm 60 years old. The celebration was yesterday, but today comes the understanding. What does it really mean to turn 60? I'm about to find out and document my journey for anyone interested. One of my objectives for 2024 is
My birthday didn't start like I wanted it to. I suffered through a bad episode of hypoglycemia last night. Then I discovered that my Freestyle Libre sensor wasn't working. I only put the sensor on yesterday afternoon. Hal and I went to a 24-hour CVS
I was scrolling through my thousands of photos, looking for the right one to headline the daily story of my life when I found this picture taken last summer. This picture represents a universal question about ourselves, with the answer right in front of us. On to the news of
I deleted my Discord server and account. After an initial flurry of interest, months passed without any interaction even after I chatted, participated in some discussions, and posted stories I realized that I was wasting my time there. I've learned to follow my first instinct rather than overanalyzing
I had a tough time sleeping last night. It's probably because I always stay up too late for no good reason. I finally woke up feeling awful, but our weekly visit with the Chiropractor made me feel much better. Now, I want to try and get to bed
For years I felt with undiagnosed depression and anxiety. How I wish I could travel back in time and tell my younger, foolish self to ask for help. I didn’t know how much better I could feel until I finally took Hal’s advice and sought out a therapist.
Having diabetes is no fun at all. In my case, it is something of a family curse from my father's side. There is definitely a genetic predisposition, to say the least. The constant monitoring of my blood glucose is a real downer. The best I can hope for