Happy Monday! Thanks so much for all your support, ideas,wishes and prayers.
I have been sitting here looking at this computer screen for like 10 mins. Trying to figure out if I have anything new to report.
The day my husband was being all miserable he went to give my sister payment for Flurry's medical bills and he was rude. My sister called me asking "What is his problem?" I just told her money. I am too embarrassed to let my family know how bad our situation is.
So my sister called me the on Saturday. She has put a bid on a house near my brother's family and asked if my husband wanted to help them in a week or so. The house they are buying had a handicap man living there. The house and yard needs a lot of work. She knows my husband is a very hard worker. If he helps to clean up the house and move she will take money off what we owe her. Which is a BIG relief. One less thing to worry about paying.
I guess a health update. Yeah I seem to be the only person on spark that hasn't lost weight for a long time. My thyroid was at 27 two months ago. The regular range is .03-3.0. They increased my dosage of synthroid and retested the other week. I am still at 11. So they increased it again.
My A1C is 8.8 which should be under 7. I knew that from my testing that it was going to be high. I test 4-6 times a day to try to keep it under a tighter control. I seem to be high first thing in the morning. While before bed I am around 130. Didn't eat or drink anything and morning sugars are like 250.
My right eye is still blurry. I am relying on my left eye to see things. They say it may come back after the sugars are more in control. I have my doubts.
I have a high triglyceride count. It is genetic from my Mom. My Mom use to hit in the 800's. Last blood test was 185 which isn't to high. But when your triglycerides are high your sugar will be high. An endocrinologist told me it is like a vicious circle.
So the doctor said we will retest in 6 weeks for the thyroid and stuff. I explained to her about my eye sight. I told her the eye doctor said I needed a better control of my sugar. I mentioned about the "circle" so she gave me yet another prescription called Gemfibrozil. It is suppose to help. By the way where the heck do they come up with these names for drugs anyway?
So I am 43 and a basic mess. I have this sore down my back that reopens a lot. Right now it is closed which I am ever so grateful cause it hurts. But I can judge whether I am retaining water or bloating that way. It gets so frustrating waiting. Taking all these pills, shots and watching my calories and getting no where.
Enough of my random rambles.
But I have to keep hope. This is an awesome post I found. Just the ticket for what I needed today. Good way to snap me out of my pity. Enjoy!
~* Then you still have hope *~
If you can look at the sunset and smile, and find beauty in the colours of a small flower, then you still have hope.
If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly, and if the smile of a child can still warm your heart, then you still have hope.
If you can see the good in other people, and if the rain breaking on a roof top can still lull you to sleep, then you still have hope.
If the sight of a rainbow still makes you stop and stare in wonder, and if the soft fur of a favoured pet still feels pleasant under your fingertips, then you still have hope.
If you meet new people with a trace of excitement and optimism, and if you give people the benefit of the doubt, then you still have hope.
If you still offer your hand in friendship to others that have touched your life, and if receiving an unexpected card or letter still brings a pleasant surprise, then you still have hope.
If the suffering of others still fills you with pain and frustration, and if you refuse to let a friendship die, or accept that it must end, then you still have hope.
If you look forward to a time or place of quiet and reflection, and if you still watch love stories or want the endings to be happy, then you still have hope.
If you can look to the past and smile, and when faced with the bad, when told everything is futile, you can still look up and end the conversation with the phrase ... 'yes, but ....' Then you still have hope.
Hope is such a marvellous thing. It bends, it twists, it sometimes hides, but rarely does it break. It sustains us when nothing else can. It gives us reason to continue and courage to move ahead, when we tell ourselves we'd rather give in.
Hope puts a smile on our face when the heart cannot manage. Hope puts our feet on the path when our eyes cannot see it. Hope moves us to act when our souls are confused of the direction.
Hope is a wonderful thing, something to be cherished and nurtured and something that will refresh us in return. It can be found in each of us and it can bring light into the darkest of places. So never lose hope.