You Tube Tuesday #23

It's been a while since I have posted a "kitty" video so this week I am sharing my all time favorite Cat Video.
I sing this song all the time. Honestly.
Enjoy.
It's been a while since I have posted a "kitty" video so this week I am sharing my all time favorite Cat Video.
I sing this song all the time. Honestly.
Enjoy.
About 4 months ago I told you all about my Eye Exam experience.
Well, this week I had my follow up appointment to check on a "concern" my ophthalmologist had with my right eye. Apparently a bleeding blood vessel was a little too close to the middle of my retina and she wanted to keep an eye on it.
So here I am. I walk in and once again, I see EMG (Eye Make-up Girl), the Pepto colored walls, and a waiting room full of people.
This time I at least got a good seat. Nice.
When the doc came into the room and gave me the drops (that stung like hell once again) I told her, "Please do not make me watch a video."
She laughed.
I didn't.
She looked at my chart.
"Mr. Simons, (Simmons! SIMMONS!) I see you are ready for an eye exam. Let's just do that now."
In my head I am thinking. "She wants to check my eyesight after she put in the drops? I will be considered legally blind!"
Surprisingly, it was fine and my prescription has stayed the same. I swear I heard a cheer from my pocketbook.
She left the room for a while as I sat there staring at the back of my lids.
Anyhow, most of you know what the exam is like. If not, remember back to when you were a kid frying ants with a magnifying glass. Now imagine that beam of light shining directly into your eye but get this, you just paid a gal with WAY too much eyeliner to have this done. There has to be a better way.
The doctor finishes and says, "Well, we will see you back in 6 months. The spot I was worried about has gotten better. Just keep your blood sugar stable (right) and things will hopefull get better."
Wow! I felt great! I was really freaked out the last time I was here and now things are much better! I feel like a Diabetic Ninja! or should I say....
NINJABETIC!
Today is the last day to enter the Diabetes Talkfest “FUNNIEST DIABETIC POEM” contest. You could win an IPOD which would be oh so sweet!
Be sure and check out all of the poems. They are all very creative and funny. I think you will get a kick out it!
And I just finally posted one I was kicking around in my head for a while. I hope you like it!
Be sure and sign up for the forums so you can vote for your favorite starting tomorrow.
This video comes from a Japanese Skit show from what I can tell. It is pretty clever and very entertaining. At least, it was entertaining to me!
Enjoy.
Memorial day like so many holidays has a bitter sweet tone to it for me. And the reason once again for the bitterness is due to the "D."
When I was a junior in High School, I knew that my parents were not going to be able to pay for me to attend college. We struggled just to pay the rent, have clothes on our backs and food on the table. And with mom and dad divorced, they did not work well to solve problems such as this. It was always day to day.
I knew that the only way I would get a great education was to join the Armed Forces. More specifically, I wanted to join the Air Force. I have always had such great respect for those who serve to protect our freedom. I wanted to be apart of that.
I got in touch with a Recruiter through my High School and told him how I thought this was the right move for me given the hazy future ahead. He agreed (of course) and was ready to make my 4 year commitment.
Then on October 2nd 1990 I was diagnosed. I went through all that crap not thinking at all about this aspect of my future plans.
Then I got a call from the recruiter asking me to fill out some paperwork or something (I cannot remember exactly) and I told him what had happened.
I remember a very long pause and him telling me that he was pretty sure that was a problem.
I was crushed. What was I to do? My family had no money. I had no clue as what to do with my life. It was already becoming clear that Diabetes was going to close doors in my life. I was so upset.
So now I look back each Memorial Day and wonder what life would have been like had I not had the D and went into the Air Force. Where would I be now?
When I look at my life and count the endless number of blessings I am happy right where I am. Had one thing been different along the road, who knows where I would be.
Nah. I like it here