Shaved

As I was getting ready to leave my office yesterday I happened to open Facebook and saw this picture.

Seeing my sister getting her head shaved after her second chemo treatment was a shock to my system. I knew it was coming but I did not know much it would hurt my heart. I love my sisters so much, each one in their own way. 

I wish I could have been there to get my head shaved right after her.

So when I got home, I did it too.

Diane is my rock and I know more than anything that she is going to get through this battle with grace, determination, and the mega ultra bad assery that is Diane.

You got this!

Trouble Thinning

Last night was a late one. We saw Les Misérables which meant staying up past midnight. I know, I’m a mad man party animal type huh?

I knew when I finally went to bed it would be a quick drift off into dream land since I was already yawning through the last hour of the movie.

FYI – the yawning was only because of the time of day. I loved every second of the film.

WARNING – TMI Sentence in 5…4…3…2…1 – My nose was stuffy and I needed to clear it before I went to sleep. As soon as I blew my nose, it started bleeding.

Now I am no stranger to nose bleeds. As a kid I would get them all the time, and terrible ones that lasted for a long time.

Typically some ice on the nose and forehead will get them to stop. The cold constricts my blood vessels and helps it to stop. I tried that first to no avail.

Then I pinched my nose and leaned forward to get it to clot. No luck.

I stuck the tornado shaped piece of toilet paper way up my nose to stop it bleeding out and getting it to clot. Nope.

At one point it felt like it stopped so I laid down. As soon as I shut off my light I felt blood pouring down the back of my throat! GROSS!!!!

Finally it stopped after almost an hour. I knew right from the beginning that the blood thinners I am on were going to make this nose bleed a pain.

Its frustrating to have a whole new set of things to worry about but in the end it’s better than the alternative right?

Life Diet

When do I chill? When do I do stuff just for me? When do I relax? Take it easy?

The answer is almost never, at least that is the way it was. I would pretty much say yes to anyone who asked for my help regardless of how full my plate was. The stress I was feeling was brought on by my inability to say no, staying late a work all the time, getting to work crazy early all the time, and never taking time just to unwind.

Now, I have to. I have to if I want to live long. And after going through all the stuff I went through you better believe I want to live long!

So I have started a Life Diet. Credit to my friend Kelly for coming up with that sweet name.

A Life Diet is simply cutting out the stuff in life that can cause stress. Now, there are a lot of things that I love to do, heck everything I do I love to do but I say yes without thinking and stress the heck out. No more.

The Life Diet starts with a major detoxification.  I am saying no to all things that are more that I have to do. Taking a year off to take it easy, think about my well-being first, and enjoy life. Last weekend I did almost nothing. I totally relaxed after church on Sunday and it was great. Difficult but great.

My outlook on my future is so different now. Before I felt like I only had a little time left but now I want to prolong my time here and that means taking care of ME!

The Life Diet has begun and now I am going to end this post so I can get a cup of tea and start my day.

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Hazy Day

This has been a hanglowver hazy day.

At around three forty something this morning I woke up in a pool of sweat. All of my blankets were throw on my wife and I was laying there sweating like hot yoga instructor in a hurry. Eww.

It’s crazy how debilitating a low like that can be. I have been foggy at best and dragging around all day. Usually I feel normal by midday but not this time.

Part of it is probably due to the over treatment of the low and finally stumbling into the shower at a crispy 480 plus bg. I say that because I checked my bg after the shower.

In the middle of the night it is hard to treat rationally. It’s hard to think rationally in the middle of the night anyway, but without the glucose our brains need to work makes it even more fun.

Normally I get sad when this sort of low happen. I feel bad that my wife gets up to help me and I feel sorry for myself. This reaction only happens to me when I am woken up by a low.

But this morning I was angry. Angry that diabetes woke me up. Angry that I had to towel off and change bedding around to go back to bed. Angry that I was burning up and now was freezing. Angry that when I finally did lay down I couldn’t sleep and finally fell asleep about a half an hour before I had to wake up and get ready for work!

Starting the day off angry is not my cup of tea. Since all the stuff that went down last month happened I am really doing my best to keep a positive attitude and not let things get to me.

Diabetes has already gotten me so now I need to learn to not let it upset me so much.

I’ll try again tomorrow.