A Bumpy Year

It’s been a little while since I’ve blogged, mainly because I didn’t have the motivation to do it. I started having a lot of Fibro flare-ups and wasn’t feeling well. I went to the doctor and he thinks I’m depressed. He added Cymbalta to the list of medications that I take, because Cymbalta also helps relieve Fibromyalgia pain.

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I never really considered myself “depressed,” (although I have been struggling with some family issues for over a year now,) but I guess it’s hit me harder than I thought.

Unfortunately, because I was flaring up and feeling so bad, I could not participate in the weight loss classes I was going to attend.

Right now, I’m working on doing things to make me feel better and clear my head, like take walks in the mornings and get healthier.

One thing I’ve learned over the past year is that you just can’t have the relationships you want to have with some people. I have to accept that, because it’s out of my control.

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Count Your Blessings

Recently I took my dog, Bailey, to the vet for a checkup. She has allergies and the vet wouldn’t extend her prescription without a check up.

Bailey is five years old and I have spent a lot of money on her. She has had four surgeries: she was spayed and both of her back legs had surgery for torn tendons. One leg didn’t heal properly, so she had a second surgery on it.

When she was about six months old, Bailey was stung by a bee and had an allergic reaction to it, so we rushed her to the vet for treatment. She takes allergy medication every day, because she has environmental allergies.

While sitting in the waiting room, I was talking to another dog owner about how expensive Bailey has been. The woman just listened and smiled, but didn’t say much.

The veterinarian’s assistant came into the waiting room and was talking to the same woman I was talking to.

Listening to their conversation, I found out that the woman’s dog has all of the same problems that Bailey has, but has cost the woman thousands of dollars more than Bailey has cost me, because her dog is huge and weighs about 100 pounds.

That dog has also had the surgeries on it’s back legs. That dog also has allergies and takes the same medication that Bailey takes. The difference is that for Bailey, the cost of the medication is about $60 a month, because she only weighs 15 pounds. The cost of the medication for the other dog is $300 every two weeks, because the dog is much bigger.

After the vet’s assistant left, I felt stupid for complaining about my dog costing so much when this woman has spent a lot more money on her dog than I have on mine. I jokingly told the woman, “You win!” We both laughed and the woman told me about some pet insurance that she has that has helped with the costs. I will look into that.

The moral of the story: When you think you are the only one struggling with something, there is always someone struggling with more. Count your blessings!

Odd Incident

A couple of days ago, the strangest thing happened. My dogs were outside and kept sniffing the cover of the pool filter.

The dogs were very interested in the filter, which isn’t “normal.”

My husband and I thought there was probably a dead animal in there, because that’s happened before. We found a dead baby gopher in the filter a while back.

My husband went out to see what was going on, and when he took the lid off of the filter, there was a live bird in there! We think it was a pigeon.

The only picture I have of the bird, because we were too busy trying to save it.

What the heck? How did it get in there? We were so confused.

The bird was alive, because the bird’s head was above the water line. It was big enough that it didn’t get hurt, because there wasn’t enough room for it to flap around in there. So, it just sat there with it’s head above the water.

I have no idea how long the bird was in the filter. My mom, (who lives with me), is very familiar with birds, because she has owned three of them. She got the bird out of the filter and sat it on the grass. The bird was shivering, because the pool water is cold and of course, the bird was soaking wet. I ran and grabbed a towel so my mom could dry the bird off a little.

We blocked the dogs in the house and sat the bird in the sun so it could fully dry off. The bird sat in the sun and slept for a few hours. It was probably a little traumatized.

My mom put some food and water out for the bird and it started walking around.

After walking around for a few minutes, the bird flew off into one of the big trees next door. We were happy that the bird seemed okay and was able to fly.

I don’t know what would have happened if we didn’t have dogs that alerted us to the filter. The bird was quiet and we wouldn’t have found out that the bird was there until cleaning the filter, which may have been too late.

From Black to Bright

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The other day I was looking through my closet for a shirt to wear. I have my clothes hung up in order of colors, from dark to light. It starts with black, to gray, to blue, etc., and ends with white.

As I’m going through the shirts, it dawns on me that I only have one black casual shirt, and for some reason, it made me reflect.

I look for a shirt to wear every single day. I know every shirt that I have hanging up in my closet. There are probably 50 or so shirts in there. I don’t know why today was different. I don’t know why I started thinking about my old wardrobe. I just did.

15 years ago, literally all of my shirts were black, white, or gray, but mostly black. I liked the way black looked on me, plus, everyone said that black is “slimming.”

When I met my husband, he hated that all I wore was black. Slowly but surely, he bought me shirts that were colorful. He especially liked pink. Knowing that he liked to see me in more colorful clothing, I started changing my wardrobe. Now my closet is full of color. I rarely wear black anymore.

It’s funny how things change.

Her Own Person

I have an 11-year-old granddaughter who is very much her own person. By that, I mean that she doesn’t care what anyone else thinks, she does her own thing, even if it’s not popular.

This girl is super smart, at the top of her class. She’s quiet and reserved. She is beautiful, too. I love how she likes what she likes and does what she wants, without trying to please anyone but herself.

Before school started, my granddaughters (the 11-year-old and her sisters; an older sister who is 14-years-old and a younger sister, age 10) all had very long hair and were talking about getting haircuts. The oldest got her hair cut all the way up to her shoulders. The youngest got a lot of her hair cut off, but not quite all the way to her shoulders. The 11-year-old got barely any hair cut off – just enough to trim the ends. She said she didn’t want to get hers cut, because she likes her hair long. It’s still to her waist.

My younger granddaughter, who will be ten-years-old in a couple of months, is very outgoing, bubbly, and always performing in some way. She likes to sing and make videos, or pretend she’s an actress. She also has a habit of asking people silly questions about what they would do for six billion dollars.

Yes, six billion dollars is the amount she’s chosen for her silly, “Would you do this or that for six billion dollars” question.

Recently, she asked her 11-year-old sister, “Would you cut your hair for six billion dollars?”

After thinking about it for a minute, the 11-year-old replied, “Probably not.”

My daughter and I are still laughing about that one.

Hello Hot Flashes

I’ve been having hot flashes for a couple of years now.

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Every once in a while, I feel hot and start sweating. It makes me very uncomfortable.

And it’s always just me. Everyone else is fine.

It’s embarrassing when I’m out in public, like at a restaurant, and I start sweating. I grab anything I can use to fan myself and my husband says, “It’s comfortable in here.”

I’m having hot flashes more frequently now, so I went the the doctor last week. He said I am going through menopause. It makes sense. It’s about that time.

So, he prescribed some hormones for me to take. Great! Now I can go out and not worry about having a hot flash!

Well, today I went grocery shopping and about halfway through the store, I started feeling hot and I started sweating. Great. The pills aren’t helping.

I don’t know if the pills take time to build up the hormones in my body, or if the dose is too low. The doctor did start me off on a very low dose. I will ask my doctor about it.

In the meantime, I’m trying to figure out if there is anything else I can do to help prevent hot flashes.

Does anyone have any advice?

My Weight Loss Journey: The First Meeting

I met with the Registered Dietitian today and I learned a few things.

First, I was measured and weighed on a scale that analyzes body mass. The numbers on the scale helped determine what my calorie and macronutrient needs are. I talked to the dietitian about my experiences with dieting and she said that just cutting calories isn’t enough.

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I also got a lot of information about the requirements for completing the Weight Loss program.

I have to complete two 12-week courses that cannot be taken at the same time. Phase one is with a trainer at the gym, and phase two is with the dietitian. I also have to attend a couple of seminars and meet with a psychologist and weight loss surgeon during phase two of the program.

Unfortunately, I can’t start phase one of the program until the end of September, when the class starts again. I was disappointed, but happy to learn that I can start working with the dietitian now.

The dietitian wants me to start tracking my intake using the My Fitness Pal app on my phone. She said that she will continue to monitor my numbers and measurements and advise me on what changes I need to make to my diet. She also gave me a book that has a lot of information:

  • How to read food labels
  • Portion sizes
  • Mindful eating
  • Meal planning
  • Good nutrition
  • Goal setting

There is a lot to learn, but I am going to dive in and give it my best shot!

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