Whew!

I decided I have so many things going on in my little brain I need to download a few.
Mothers Day:
     Well, it turned out pretty good.  Since I have no children of the human variety, my 3 wonderful, furry, four-legged boys planned to make my day special. They each had taken on chores that normally I would be doing...

DB (DragonBeast-Ding Bat) decided he would do the dishes all day... Coming from a dog that tries to hide under the cushions to escape a bath, this was a big decision for him.

CC (Captain Chaos) had the  chore of making the bed. Considering the fact he Is a Toy Fox Terrier, this was a major undertaking.

While Oz, dear "fruitcake" Oz, well his chore was to keep the floors swept. Since he is the one dragging all manner of items in from outside I guess this chore ws only fitting.  However, Oz has a terrible scratch-turned-cut-turned gash on his right paw so he was excused from duty. Much to the chagrin of the other two I might add.

The day turned out nice so we went for  motorcycle ride along the gulf coast.  Decided to stop at Pop's Sunset Grill and have lunch sitting on the Intercoastal waterway. The beaches and Gulf were packed. Mooch (our resident dolphin) stood no chance of playing today, too many boats.  After a quick lunch of scallops, shrimp & Grouper (did I mention I love seafood) we rode along Casey Key.

I spent the late afternoon taking photos of a few pieces I'd recently created so I could do my usual -edit, crop, yada,yada before they hit the net.  I was having no luck whatsoever inside so decided to take my endeavors outside for a more natural light. It was at this point I was completely engrossed in taking a good photo when I heard the alarm sound! Oz is the resident alarm. If you ever hear him bark you'll know what I mean. I looked down, which I normally don't do, and sitting poised to strike at my right foot was a snake! not a black one (they're friendly and keep rats away) but a brownish color one. I gasped, CC (the resident protector) grabbed the snake in his mouth and started to shake it. I screamed! Now my concern is for my boy, what if this snake is poisonous and bites him. My boys would chase down an alligator thinking what fun to chase such a big lizard! CC drops the snake at my scream, which proceeds to slither under a plant pot.

We all go running in the house. The snake still has not been found. He either got scared to death (just like us) or went to visit the neighbor.

Well, Monday Oz went to the vet and now has a large bandage on his leg. Poor fella, it's driving him bonkers. He has antibiotics he takes twice a day, DB has heart meds & Lasix he takes daily. Pretty soon I'll need to have a pill minder for my boys just like the ones I have for me.

Ain't it nifty???

I've actually hit fifty! The big 5-0, book em Dano.  Oh No  50!
Yep I made it. Not bad for a southern girl predicted to die before she was 20.
I'd always rationalized an early death to ease the burden on my parents. "If I die old, no one remembers but, if I die young -no one forgets". " Just think I'll never get wrinkles!"  Well, now I have to rethink my rationalizations.  I discovered that I'm proud of each and ever wrinkle. Each and every grey hair, well I've earned them all. To be honest I've probably caused and earned a few more than I show.
Turning 50 is usually a bench mark for most people. Many stress about "the over the hill" stigma.
HEY, I kinda like the idea that it's a slow downhill slalom from here... Collective word there---slow...
    I decided to do like the "normal" folks and take better care of myself starting today. Larry walked the boys, left early and I race walked to catch up. We did a good 2.5 miles and a few extra tenths for good measure. I've had the feeling I was eating to please my insulin injections, so I'm trying to take it a lunch time now instead of in the morning. I seem to have a bad habit of dropping around 11:30. I end up eating even though I'm not really hungry. it's been this way for a few weeks, so I'm doing a little experimenting. Please, don't do this yourself because I am. I've been able to control my blood sugar without insulin for almost 8 years, so this is an old habit of mine. The start of insulin has also produced a few pounds on the scale, which is driving me nuts. I'm not sure how to lose it while on insulin. I'm afraid that if I reduce my portion size it will cause another blood sugar drop. And these I hate. If you've ever had one you know why.
The cold sweat on the back of your neck, shaky hands, etc... Not a great feeling. Plus the shock of seeing you blood sugar readings only make it worse as you try to grab food and stuff it in yout mouth. Remembering to not spike your blood sugar because you'll feel worse trying to get it back in range.
 So, this morning instead of taking 15IU at 8:00AM, I'll take it later.
I ate my breakfast: pineapple, orange slices and a raisin bran muffin. I then set out on a brisk 2.5 mile walk, met up with Larry and my boys and continued on. After getting home I watered plants, (gotta keep those grape tomatoes going) then on to grocery shopping.
     I used to take NPH insulin around lunch time because it caused to drastic a drop in the mornings for me, so this is my game plan again.  At lunchtime 12noon my blood sugar was 100. I took 12IU of Levemir and went to lunch. I split a tuna sub with Larry so we'll see how it goes. 
   I also have an appointment with my endocrinologist next week so this is a good week to start my game plan. Probably a bad day as i have no idea what Larry, Debbie, & Larry (her Larry) have planed for tonight.

    More tomorrow on how my theory is working.


Have a great day, I am and will... Stay safe....
IT'S A WONDERFUL LIFE AS LONG AS WE ARE ALIVE AND ABLE TO BE WITH FRIENDWS AND FAMILY.