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15 January 2024

Public Service Announcement - Years ago in the early 90s it was the coldest it has ever been here, -22F. I was called out that night to do emergency dialysis and came home at 3 A.M. and discovered that our home had caught fire due to the wood stove not being installed correctly when the house was built. The fire had burned a hole all the way through the living room wall where you could look outside. The smoke alarm woke my hubby who is HOH and he got our pre-school son outside and put the fire out with our hose. It's a wonder the hose was left outside and that it didn't freeze up. It would have taken a long time for the fire department to arrive as far out as we live. He said he prayed a lot. I could have lost EVERYTHING that night so I am a huge fan of smoke alarms. Make sure yours works!!! By the way, the wood stove was not reinstalled. Not a fan of those.

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30 December 2023

I am hoping that you are one of the fortunate ones that had great holidays and can look forward to the coming year. It's a gift not bestowed on all of us. Prior to Thanksgiving, November 17th for hubby and November 19th for me, hubby and I got our second bout with covid. The first time was in early 2019. Back then he recovered quickly and I got Long Haulers. I was a complete mess. This time was similar. He has recovered almost totally. I still have some lingering problems - chiefly a productive cough and weight gain. For seniors like us, covid is often not just a bad cold, it's COVID, a big time nightmare. During this bout of COVID hubby got the news he had to start heavy duty chemo in early January - not unexpected but unwelcome. So in addition to being physically sick this made us mentally sick too. As I was not feeling up to even microwaving a Hot Pocket, our diet went to Covid Hades. I don't actually eat Hot Pockets and never have tried one but I had things just as bad. I wanted hubby to have treats he wanted since this may be his last Xmas so I made things like fudge, iced sugar cookies, bought candy. At some point I decided to lower my goals to just keep my weight below 200. Not a good goal but if I reached that goal I still would have kept 32 pounds off from my highest weight. Way too far from my lowest weight the past few years of 178 actually but not a total fiasco. Weight and eating right are important for me because I am a diabetic in remission but I stopped tracking and weighing myself as I was busy. A couple days ago I decided to start tracking again and weighing again. The holidays are almost over and I fluffed out from 190.6 to a whopping 198.8 pounds. Not good but better than setting the bar low and then not being able to even achieve it. So I squeezed by and count that to be a success. LOL. I spent the last 2 days gathering evidence. The Science major is back. Thursday I still had plenty of holiday food left, Friday I had less. I am down to 198.4 since Thursday. This evidence gives me the info I need to slowly adjust to my plan which was chosen by my doctor with my input based on my specific medical problems, my body type, my preferences. It's a High Protein, Low Carb, High Fiber diet. Still needs lots of work. Fiber is good. Protein is headed in the wrong direction. The carbs are still outrageous. Calories and sodium still too high.

Thursday Friday

2169 calories. 1844 calories -325

3385 sodium 2824 sodium -561

219.49 net carbs 200.08 net carbs -19.41

86.26 protein 70.33 protein -15.93

35.8 fiber 49 fiber +13.2

198.8 weight 198.4 -0.4

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25 December 2023

This is what Santa left us!! LOL. I wanted a paraiba tourmaline but this is what I got. "It's beginning to look a lot like Carcass....... la di(de) da di(de) da." (In case you are a spell freak like my hubby.) Our little buddy should cook up a lot quicker than the beef roast I was planning on which is still not thawed. LOL. He will be a present for the wildlife outside. They are always eaten. Sorry if you are squeamish. I am too. I actually like mice............ I like them outside. I don't want to eat with them at the dinner table and I don't want then pilfering in my kitchen.

Hubby's poem for this Christmas miracle:

There once was a mouse from outside
He came inside and he died
He nibbled the bait
And sealed his fate
And now he is stiff and bug-eyed.

Merry Christmas!

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24 November 2023

I survived the Thanksgiving of 2023!! YES!!! I LIVED!!! LOL. Seriously, this is the sickest I ever remember being on a holiday and the sickest I have been in years. I do recall we were sick on another Thanksgiving when my son was small. My mom was angry with us for not coming to her dinner and preferred that we come, snorting and hacking, infecting her and my elderly grandmother, both invalids, rather than us stay at home and rest. Yes, even mothers can be "beeches". LOL. It's a shame that I was so sick this Thanksgiving because it is my favorite eating holiday. I lost my sense of taste and smell on Thanksgiving Eve after I had hobbled around preparing the meal so hubby, who is further into the recovery phase, could enjoy it in case this is our last Thanksgiving together. Too many of these Captain Trips illnesses and either of us could bite the big one at any time. Most of the casualties are oldsters like us. We managed to sit outside in our swing, like the codgers were are, as it warmed up into the 50s and I am an outdoor person, even more so than him. He said that any holiday we spent together was great, even if we were just sharing a hot dog and/or a can of pork and beans (heated, I hope...... otherwise - yuck). Hubby is more romantic than me. Most everyone is. He's more artistic too. I knew in grade school that I would be a science major. So I send him daily emails full of science related info, graphs and charts, plus some art. He sends me love letters and occasional poems - he knows I am not into romance novels and poetry much. He always prefers the art (hint-hint) and I know he will but I send the science stuff anyway, just because I'm a "mother aka beech" too. I totally love Grover but I'm Bert - introverted, tidy, clean, focused, rational. Hubby is Ernie - a maniac, Mr. Put Down The Duckie If You Want To Play The Saxophone. I still can't taste a blasted thing so I am refusing to track my food. Why should I have to fret over calories I can't even enjoy? And before some anal weirdo here sends the diet police out to arrest me, please squelch the urge. I'm not giving up. Haven't lost my mind, though it is a little fuzzy. I'm a retired critical care nurse. WE NEVER GIVE UP! I'm just attacking this from a different angle. The one where I trust myself to not fall face first in the buffet and eat my way out. Have not done that for years. No intention of ever doing it again. I will use intuitive eating, a sort of mindfulness, which to a science major sounds like ethereal hogwash but even scientists succumb to it sometimes. Maybe there is a bi-pedal ape-like creature roaming the Pacific Northwest, maybe Betty and Barney Hill were abducted and probed, maybe Bill and Hillary are operating a human trafficking ring in a pizza parlor in D.C. If so I wouldn't mind a large pizza with pepperoni, sausage, green and black olives, pepperoncinis, and jalapenos. I know, I know, not healthy, but if this is my last meal I'm certainly not choosing tofu and steamed Brussels Sprouts. F that. Maybe I could even TASTE pizza!! In the mean time I am in recovery.

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28 October 2023

Weight:	Lost so far:	Still to go:	Diet followed:
86.5 kg	18.8 kg	18.4 kg	Reasonably Well

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