Something Better Is Coming

   Today still feels full of stress, but Syr has an appointment at the Diabetic center, to learn how to use Her insulin pens, and how to start dealing with the diabetes head on. Even though i am still gravely concerned, help is in sight. As we speak, She is laying on the couch, really unable to gather energy to get up and get going. We both agreed that most of Her lack of energy is really due to Her blood sugar being out of wack, and the severity of Her COPD. Doesn't make me feel any better, but once again, within the next few weeks, She will see a pulmonary specialist, and all will be handled.
   Meanwhile, We have been trying to walk everyday. i usually walk twice; once with Syr, and once at a little faster pace, by myself. Yesterday Syr and i walked the wooded path near one of Our local beaches. And it was so beautiful! The way sun played through the leaves, and the quietness of the path in the woods. We caught the end of a deer, and saw a bunch of squirrels and robins. Syr was able to go much further than i anticipated. i was impressed with Her perseverance! We got a 45 minute walk in, and happily later on Syrs's blood sugar was only 154! If that is an indicator of what exercise does for a diabetic, i am taking Her out, (dragging Her out) every day!

What The...?

   i'm not sure how, if it's forgetting to take my amoxicillan four times a day the last couple of days, but i feel stuffy, and i am coughing again. And man, am i angry with myself. Have an unexpected $20 coming our way. my brother asked Us to make some mixed CD's for a friend, so i am going to. Hopefully my CD holder in my laptop is not to screwed up, and i will be able to slide the CD's in and out. Not have to resort to Syr struggling for 15 minutes to get the fuckers out. Sigh. i really wish i wasn't so hard on my electronics. i can't even tell you how many times i have dropped my cell phone. i am a klutz. 
   i need to try to get Syr into Our medical doctor's office today instead of tomorrow. When We saw Her urologist, the dr. said Her glucose levels were so high, her organs could shut down. That scared me out of my mind. i was terrified. i didn't realize that was where Syr's health is headed. She did not sleep well last night, i know She was ruminating on what Dr. Baker said. But in another 6 minutes, i will call our MD, and see about getting Her in today, so Our doctor can start Her on insulin. Dr. Baker said that insulin will dramatically change up the horrible problems Syr has been having for the better.
   The secretary was able to get Syr in at 2:30 today, but with the PA. But if the situation calls for it, Our doctor can always be called into the room. i am just glad Syr can be looked over, and possibly started on life-saving, organ-saving insulin to keep Her healthy and well for a long time. i won't be breathing easy until i see Her sugar levels way below 200. They have been over 300 for 7 months, not good at all.
   Went into the back yard to pick raspberries. But since it has been such a dry summer, the raspberries aren't looking too hot. i barely got half a tub full. i felt quite emancipated; i went out in my sports bra, and shorts. In NY, (thanks to my aunt being one of the original Top Free 7,) i could technically go out topless. But instead, i waltz around in my sports bra. i know i am not skinny, hot material to most. But i also know i am not disgusting looking, and besides, Syr really digs it when i go out in a bra. And mostly, knowing it is making Her all hot and bothered, everyone else can take a flying leap off a cliff! i have even been walking around in a sports bra in front of my beloved cousin. And if he can handle it no problem, i am gonna do it. Besides, he lays around his house is boxer briefs, so i think it all takes care of it itself, don't you?
   As soon as my email is finished loading the attachments, i am going to go start breakfast for Syr: Raspberry pancakes, yum! i am just dragging on wanting to cook, i can never stand it! But i know i should probably take on more, if i am going to be more service minded. But oh God, i hate cooking. More on that later. Sigh, time to make the pancakes!