Pretty sad when the most recent pictures posted to the right are from a YEAR ago… alas, this blog is a little dusty but cobwebs do go well with the season of the witch.
My littles are not so little anymore. One has a freaking mowhawk and the other is a sixteen year old bucket of sass mercilessly trapped in a four year old’s tiny body. Not going to say where did the time go, but I will anyway.
The diabetes kicked my ass around for more than a few months, but I am battling back with the absolutely awesome Dexcom and a pump respite. I’m back on MDI (multiple daily injections) because I’m listening to Dr. Bernstein and his “Diabetes Solution” and eating primal (no grains/gluten/legumes or fruit (unless I’m low)…basically no carbs, which is doing wonders for my sugar). And I am not missing that thing being attached to my body 24 hours a day at all. The scar tissue from my infusion sites was wreaking havoc on my sugars and I was having occlusions left and right. Now that my Lantus dose is figured out, my numbers have been so much better. Ahhh.
The strangest thing. I haven’t eaten any grains, sweets, bread, etc. since the middle of August and I do not crave or miss them. Not. One. Bit. Honest. If I could only give up the wine, things would probably be even better, but while my house includes two really loud, rather small and whiny people it is a necessary evil. Absolutely necessary.
On to the running. I actually have been very active since going primal. It’s like meat gives me a ridiculous amount of energy. One of my close friends is getting married on New Year’s Eve so as running partners, we do have some motivation, and it feels so good to be back on a running schedule. I have even been tossing around the idea of doing the Cleveland Marathon in May (I really hope my dad doesn’t read this because I kind of promised him I would never run a full marathon again after my Chicago experience). Oh well, promises are made to be broken…right?
After losing my grandma, I went through a really dark period emotionally. I probably should have sought out some professional help, but my schedule is pretty full of doctor appointments as it is and I really couldn’t bear adding another one (not to mention the cost). I have been channelling her energy though, and it’s led me in some new directions.
I am an ordained minister now (the online variety) and I have reworked grandma’s marriage ceremony. I’m actually performing the ceremony for the friend I mentioned earlier. It helps me to feel like my grandma is living on.
And the college-student part…well I start at Tri-C in January to finish up my two pre-req classes before I can hopefully be accepted into the CSU accelerated-track BSN program next January. I know it will be 15 months of hell, but it is only 15 months and I am good at endurance.
Not gonna lie, it’s going to be very difficult on Sunday night when I look at my dining room table with my family gathered around and there is a chair missing where grandma would have sat celebrating her favorite holiday, but every single day I think of her and I pull from her strength and love. She will be there, just like last year, knitting in her chair by the door, wrapped in her blanket, smiling ear to ear at all the trick-or-treaters…we just won’t be able to see her as clearly. She passed away before being able to sew a costume that Kade requested, but with a little magic my mom managed to get the costume made, so Kade will quite literally be wrapped in her love this Halloween. Willy Wonka never looked so good.
Celebrate the magik! Happy Halloween everyone.