Friday, April 30, 2021

So far, so good

Yes, I've had two good days in a row.  I intended to do an entry yesterday, but I got busy and just let it go.  Day before yesterday I had planned to get back to walking and riding on the recumbent bike, but I went in another direction:  We went to Blue Springs and visited Cliff's sister.  This was a big deal for me, because about the only places I had gone in two weeks were the doctor's office and the emergency room.  My body had gotten used to laying around all the time.  Cliff's sister cuts his hair these days, and we always stay long enough for a little visit with her.  She lives in Blue Springs; in my lifetime that city has grown from a small town into a large suburb of Kansas City, and there's an Aldi's there.  So I went in to stock up on canned goods and get a few bargains.  On the trip to Blue Springs, at Rena's house, and on the way back home, I ran my mouth nonstop!  I'm surprised I didn't wear Cliff's hearing aids out.  It just felt good to be feeling normal and going somewhere besides a doctor's office.

Yesterday, too, was fine.  Our United Health Care Medicare plan sends a nurse out each year to check our general health; I almost felt it was a waste of time this year, since I've seen plenty of doctors lately, but if we don't let them come, the insurance company hounds us to death insisting we need it.  This year our nurse was a very pleasant man who was born in Kenya.  He said the reason the insurance company has this program is that so many older people don't go to a doctor unless they have something really serious that forces them to see a doctor, and they want people to be proactive about their health.

I mentioned here before that I was thinking about going to a cardiologist, but after a couple of days of feeling well, I had almost decided against it; however, when I mentioned my irregular heartbeat, the visiting nurse was rather concerned.

 When they checked my vitals before the endoscopy, one nurse called it a "tach".  When I looked that up on Google, I found that's short for tachycardia;  Anyway, my regular doctor has always said my irregular heartbeat was something to watch, but shouldn't be of concern yet.  The nurse yesterday asked if I had been to a cardiologist and I told him my regular doctor didn't think that was necessary, but that I was thinking about going to one anyhow; he said he thought that would be a good idea.  That was just the nudge I needed to make an appointment with Cliff's cardiologist as soon as the nurse left.     

I did manage to go for a walk yesterday.  Mostly I just caught up on some household chores.  I took about two hours sorting out all the Little People things I bought for Cora and me when I was babysitting... house, barn, fences, tractors, animals... all of it.  Once sorted out, I put them on Facebook Marketplace for $50 (there are hundreds of dollars invested in that stuff); after putting it on there, I noticed there are lots of people selling Little People toys for a pittance, so I probably won't get rid of it, even at that low price.  I may end up donating it to Goodwill.  I need to be getting rid of some things; our trailer house has too much "stuff" in it.  I still have dolls and other toys around for the great-grandchildren when they visit, although on Brynn's last visit, she played with a coffee can and some kitchen utensils, instead of toys.

Cliff and the grandson have been fencing most days when Arick gets home from work; they have been stopping in time for Arick to go hunting for morel mushrooms, and he has found a lot of them.  He shared them with us; I imagine they did very well on last night's venture, because we had gotten some rain the night before.  We have some left, so I've been dicing them and adding them to scrambled eggs.  They are delicious fried, and I did have some once last week when my reflux wasn't hurting me; but fried foods are bad for reflux, and I must stay away from grease most of the time.  There's very little butter in scrambled eggs when I use a non-stick skillet, and I think that's a better choice than deep-frying.

I believe that catches me up.  In June I'll be seeing both the gastro doctor and the cardiologist, and by that time I will be have been eating correctly for eight to ten weeks.  Oh, and when I get on the scales right out of bed, I weigh 145.  Both specialists will approve, I'm sure. 

And that's the way it is.

*I've had to engage "captcha" on my blog, which I hate doing; until recently, I only received spam comments on older posts, and it was easy to delete them.  But this new one made three comments on my last post.  I think I deleted a non-spam comment accidentally, doing that.  I often have problems with Captcha on others' blogs, but I have to do it.

8 comments:

  1. The font on your blog is very tiny on my computer. I can't read it without readers to magnify it.

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    1. Sorry Margie, but this is the same font I've used for months. My husband said it's fine. Do you know how to use ctrl and the plus or minus key to make any website larger or smaller? That makes it larger in a second, and you can put it right back when you want to.

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  2. I've been getting some spam lately too. They had stopped for a long time but now they're back. Since I approve all comments I just don't approve them & delete. But it's a hassle. I'm glad you're feeling better, Donna, and I think a cardiologist appt would be wise too. It can't hurt, let's put it that way. Hubby & I are in the process of choosing a Medicare supplement and have an appt to go see an agent about it, at the insurance office we use for our car & home. The decisions that have to be made make my head swim!! ~Andrea xoxo

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  3. So glad you are still feeling good. What ever you are doing is working so keep it up. Let us know how the cardio goes.

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  4. This is encouraging to read! I'm glad that you're getting your life back!!

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  5. Sounds like you are on the mend.

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  6. I too have been doing a lot of morel mushroom hunting but the cold weather followed by the dry soil and windy dry days hasn't been making them plentiful. Yesterday was the first day I found more than one and I ended up with 12 fairly parched mushrooms that I rehydrated before cooking. I was done until today when it rained all afternoon. I may try again tomorrow to see if my luck changes.

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    1. My grandson has had a record year! Half of these 40 acres we've lived on so long is made up of deep, erosion-made canyons (sandy soil), so a good morel hunter always find a lot. A lot of townsfolk sneak in the back of the property, so it's hard to get there before them, but there are so many! Usually the season lasts three or four weeks for us. It's surprising this year, because we aren't getting much rain.

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