Hello again! True to form it has been awhile since I checked in. Madison is doing ok, thank God, although I feel like she has moments when it haunts her. I think of her (Princess), quite often myself and pray that I can see her, if that is in God's plan.
I have not been feeling too good myself. I had to have a stent put in due to a blocked artery, a couple of months back. I had this strange sensation for about a week or two in my chest. I liken it to the time I smoked Kool menthol cigarettes. I first noticed it when I was out in the yard working or actually piddling around. It was cold out and I took in a deep breath. That was when I noticed it, for lack of better description, an air conditioned chest sensation. Kinda like smoking menthol cigarettes but more intense. It went away after I went inside and sat down, and I had that same sensation several times over the next week or so. It increasingly got a little more intense. It usually occurred during any kind of physical exertion. Then one morning getting ready for work it was real intense and all I was doing was putting on my shoes and bending over. That was it, I drove myself to the hospital that specializes in cardiac emergencies.
They immediately took me back and started monitoring and taking blood and all of that. I was in the hospital for the next 3 days gettin' fixed. I have never been so damn bored in all of my life! Three days doing nothing but watching TV, playing on the internet with my iPad and eating shitty hospital food, dammit man!!! My only saving grace was all of my family and friends coming by or calling to check up on me. I really appreciated all of the love shown to this Crazy Old Bastid', it warmed my hurt deeply.
My diabetes is really giving me fits of late. I am trying to get my blood sugar down to respectable level but it seems to be more elusive than the fabled pot o' gold at the end of the rainbow. It seems like no matter what I do it does not have the desired results. I'm taking three different diabetic medicines, two different insulin shots and one pill. I take a total of 5 shots between the insulin types a day, when I can remember to take them. I'm pretty good at doing the shots first thing in the morning, and in the evening, but the one at lunch is hit and miss.
Damn, I just checked my blood sugar since I was thinking about it and it was 134! That is the lowest I have hit in forever. And this is about 3 hours after eating my dinner!! I had a salad with blueberries, strawberries, sunflower seeds, cranberries and easy on the croutons and Zesty Italian dressing. I'll have to remember that and start eating more salad. I just can't eat salad all the time though, and therein lies the problem. Being a bachelor and incapable of cooking worth a fuck, I rely on quick meals thrown together from, or out of a package. That is THE problem..... my diabetes and my heart condition are confirmation that I need to change my way of eating. I can't always eat the right thing but I can make a conscious decision to eat the right thing more often. Which is why I chose the salad with all the berries in it. And it paid off. Now I just have to refrain from "snacking" on the wrong thing before retiring for the night. I've said it before and I'll say it again, this getting old thing ain't for pussies!
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