I realize it's been a while since I posted anything, but the life of "excitement" I am currently living is less than fun! My 5 month old computer is on the fritz so it is in the shop, HR re certification deadline is looming at the end of the month and annoying physical ailments keeping smacking me in the face. Suffice to say the doctor and I have become such good friends, that yesterday she even gave me a hug when I left her office.
I cannot believe how much time I have spent with doctors over the last two years and I gotta' tell ya' - health is a very important part of living a great life. After having a tooth pulled (after 3 or 4 failed root canals), knee surgery, foot surgery, and physical therapy I was pretty sure I was good to go for a while so I hopped on my bicycle and took off like a crazed woman as I attempted to "beat the fat off." I have only fallen off it twice so far this year, with no serious ramifications other than some black and blue marks, so I was pleased with myself and wanted to keep going... "Well, not so fast, "my body said, "perhaps there might be some more problems." No! I don't think that is fair! Enough is enough! Besides summer is coming and I want to look and feel good. But, after the last 3-4 weeks I think my body has decided to take the more difficult, obstinate route to getting in shape. Let's see here: One eye infection, followed by dry eye syndrome (very painful- menopause causes this - isn't that nice?), followed by what I thought was a bladder infection for 3 weeks, turns out to be, are you ready for this? SPASMS. Oh yes, SPASMS. It seems that sometimes your bladder, as you age, let's not forget to add that into the equation, likes to do that. The medication to help the spasms subside causes a very interesting side effect....orange, and I mean bright orange-red, shall we say, output! Yikes! I thought for sure, I was bleeding to death. But I am not, and I will survive. I just need to take the pills until things settle down and I can even ride my bike if I want to. Problem is: Right now, I JUST DON"T KNOW IF I WANT TO. Sigh!
Psalm 121: "Where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the maker of heaven and earth." O Lord help me!
Here's hoping your year is filled with good health. Mazel Tov!
