NOVEMB3R 20, 2016
Well, I find I'm not a super blogger or a big discoverer of anything but mundane stuff. I really thought when I started this I'd become famous? No, not that but at least be instrumental in bringing new thoughts 'out there', wherever 'there' is. You know, like the invisible 'they'.? Not happening. All because I can't seem to do it every day. Or maybe, it's just that in doing this life with this body every day, I'm not doing more than just living it. I apologize and think I'll just take this into 'diary mode' because......I just feel like it.
Life as an older person, despite being a diabetic, is quite humerous. My brother who is older than I, shasres these thoughts with me. He lives in DC and I'm in Florida but whenever we speak and discuss what's happening in our lives, we end up laughing hysterically regarding what's happening personally to ourselves and our bodies!
Now that I've been living in this wonderful apartment for a little over a year, I've recovered in some way. When I first moved here, I was experiencing so much weakness that I couldn't even make the bed in the morning. There were even nights when I slept on top of the then made bed with just a cover over me. I couldn't manage to handle the bedding. Times have gotten much better. Now I can get up in the morning and (after stretching as much as possible) do small chores.
No one would believe the challanges because I always say "I'm fine" and no one sees these times. I've even entertained with 'dessert parties' (sure a lot of quotation marks!) and everyone would bring a dessert. I just had the space for it. It was so good for me to have friends around me at that time and they never even understood how valuable they were, or the healing. they were providing.
I believe a lot of the 'recovery' is from getting my blood sugar much lower; from 8 to 7.4. It requires taking 4 injections a day but as much as I SO hate it and getting ready to do so makes my feet and legs feel 'electrified' from anxiety, it's only a few minutes and things are still better. Of course there's the measuring of every, single morsel of food I place in my mouth.
Since I live alone and do not have 'blood sons or grandsons' around, I have the blessings to have some people who have 'adopted' me. A young woman who lived next door to me when she was a child has two sons who call me 'Grandma'. They come occasionally even though it's a 2 plus hour drive for them to help me with some things such as moving a bed or putting a seat up or down in my car; stuff like that. We went to the pool one day and the 4 of us; their mother, the boys and I had SUCH a good time. I always feel renewed.
My DC family is also a great presence in my life. They call to check on me when hurricaines are coming (not often) and just to see how life is. My nephew as well as his partner have stopped in or come to take me out to dinner, separately or together and made me feel very loved.
My son and his family have moved to Florida but they have a really full plate that I am happy that I can see them a few times a year. My beloved grandson, Andrew is wonderful.
Now I must rely on help as I'm older. I was so smart and with more energy that after a year of being here, wanted to move the mattress on my full size bed. I knew there was no way I could lift it or anything so just 'turned it'. Not OV ER, but just put the bottom end up on the top now. Well....I forgot about the dust ruffle. It is so screwed up that it's just hanging all wrong. I can't fix it so have to disguise it. I do use the quilt hat I can now handle, to cover the side that can be seen. A few years ago, I would just have flipped it around and fixed it in a few minutes. Awful. also quite humerous. When I die, some may come in and say,
"Gee, she didn't care about .....such and such. Well. That's the way it goes.
My next blog will be starting to laugh about all the ridiculous things an older person has to do just to OPEN A BOX or even a jar! Believe me, you'll laugh WITH me!
Blessings..............
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