Thursday, November 27, 2014
We had to put George down today. It is really miserable that this happened the day before Thanksgiving, which is probably my most favorite holiday. His health has been deteriorating for about 2 1/2 years (slowly, of course). He has had difficulty walking, but as long as he could walk at all, I was fine with it.
But on Saturday he reached a point where he could not walk any more. I had him out in the late afternoon, but by night time I could not even stand him up, let alone have him walk.
The past few days have been a whirlwind. DH was out of town when this all happened and was not supposed to return until Tuesday. He cut his trip short and came home on Monday. My daughter and her boyfriend came up on Sunday to see him and try to help me. They ended up saying their goodbyes that day. I was supposed to host Thanksgiving dinner, and I guess the unspoken message was that he might not be around by then.
My next door neighbors are both vets in a joint practice. She came over on Monday and did not offer much hope for him. We almost wanted to just let him lie peacefully and die at home, in part because we knew that getting him into the car would be a huge challenge. This morning, our vet encouraged us to euthanize him today, mainly because of the holiday tomorrow. He was actually eating and drinking, and the vet (this time the husband) felt that he probably would have lived another week or two or perhaps even a little longer. However, it was a terrible quality of life, including bouts of howling. So we ended up trekking out in several inches of premature snow to get this done.
I am beyond sad, especially since I love Thanksgiving. As it turns out, my daughter has agreed to host it, and man is she taking it seriously!!! I was really hoping he would make it until Christmas, when my son will probably be home. But alas, it was not meant to be.
But now that it is done, there is a sense of relief as well. I will always be thankful for having this time together, which many people are not lucky enough to have. I am also thankful for my two wonderfully kind children.
Monday, September 22, 2014
I know I have been uncharacteristically quiet for awhile. I feel that I owe an apology to my Spark friends, particularly anyone who has reached out to me, but I have not responded. A lot of stuff has been going on, and I can't share all of it at this time. I will try to blog a little more often, and some of it will come out.
After a year's hiatus, I rejoined the BLC 26. Conveniently, I am a member of two other challenges that are starting now as well.
So I can reflect that my weight has crept up to my high point in three years. Also, tonight I decided to try out a dumbbell class at my gym, and I was sadly reminded of how out of shape I am. In some ways that is not so obvious. I have been a walking fool, and I can hold a reasonable plank. But my balance and flexibility are poor. I need to work on this, and I am not quite sure how. Any ideas?
In any event:
1. I want to lose 15 pounds by the end of BLC 26.
2. I will do some sort of strength training at least three times a week. It may be light on some days, but it will be there.
3. I will interact three times a week with my BLC teams and work on being better with my others. Seriously, you are all awesome!!
4. I will knock off the sugar monster for once and for all. Still need to figure out how I can fit some sugar in, because complete abstinence seems unrealistic.
5. I will work up to tracking food 80% of the time.
6. I will reread these goals every week.
Wednesday, February 05, 2014
My Fitbit One died Monday night. I put it in the charger, and since then it will not display. While in the charger it displays "Fitbit 6.60" (I think this is the firmware version) and shows that the battery is fully charged. When I remove it, there is no display at all.
The worst part? The Fitbit warranty is supposedly good for a year, and I purchased mine just over a year ago (sometime around January 19 of last year). However, I contacted Fitbit customer support. After going through some steps to reset the Fitbit without success (I had already done this before I contacted them but did it again), they have agreed to replace it for free. Apparently being out of warranty was not an issue. Hope it comes soon.
I love my Fitbit, but I get so upset when I am without it that sometimes I am not sure it is worth it. But I know it is. And please, if anyone is reading this and has problems with their Fitbit, including losing it, please contact them. All may not be lost.
Wednesday, January 01, 2014
First of all, I truly wish everyone a Happy New Year.
Thank you to all my Spark friends for your love and support during 2013 (and earlier). I feel like I am not always the most attentive friend, but I sincerely appreciate all the goodies and comments on my page and blogs, even if I don't always acknowledge them.
I want to give a special shout to my friends from my former BLC team, the Forest Green Pixies. The forest was indeed a magical place. I miss it and wonder if I will ever find such a magical .place again. You will all be so special to me. But I have moved on, and I appreciate my new friends and teammates. In the next month, I will be starting a new inaugural challenge with many familiar faces as well as some new ones. I will also be rejoining my original team on the 5% Challenge, where there will also be many new and old faces awaiting. I will embrace you all.
To my long-standing friends who were not Forest Green Pixies, I give you a special shout as well. You have always been special to me.
Now to get down to business....
As I reflect on 2013, I feel that when all things are considered, I am disappointed with the way things went. I now weigh about 18 lbs. more than I did this time last year. In October I finally went for a physical for the first time in MANY years. I knew I had been negligent because I had not had a mammogram in at least 10 years (maybe closer to 20). Fortunately the results came back normal. However, the results from my blood work indicate pre-diabetes as well as a Vitamin D deficiency. Neither situation is dire; my blood sugar reading was 103, which is at the low end of the pre-diabetic range. My Vitamin D reading was 27, with 30 being normal. I am now taking Vitamin D supplements. As for the pre-diabetes, I fear that I am not taking it seriously. After all, it's only 103, right? If it was 99, there would be nothing to worry about.
So then the question is... do I wait until I am closer to the diabetes range to take it seriously? No, I don't think that is a great idea.
I am trying to formulate a real plan and specific goals for the coming year, and I will be posting them in the next few days.
Although I can't give myself a great grade for the year because of the weight gain, I did accomplish a few things fitnesswise. First of all, on September 15 I participated in a half marathon. My time was nothing spectacular (3:47 I think), and I hobbled across the finish line. But I did it!!! And I have been training for another one. My goal is lofty: under three hours. Most of you will think that is not an impressive time, but I would be so pleased. I am almost positive I can improve my time and maybe not feel quite as worn out when finished.
Also, a few days ago I started taking yoga classes. I have a long way to go but it is a start.
Monday, December 16, 2013
WARNING!!! This blog has nothing to do with diet, weight loss or fitness. In fact, it has nothing to do with me. Just a story I want to share.
Yesterday, my daughter came home from Philly to pay a shiva call. For those of you who don't know, shiva is a Jewish custom. When a Jewish person dies, the funeral takes place as soon as practically possible, usually the day after the death. This is followed by a week of mourning at the family home. Friends and family come to visit and express condolences.
My daughter's friend's grandfather passed away on Thursday, and the funeral was Friday. Shiva is not observed on Saturday (Jewish Sabbath), so Sunday tends to be the most popular day visit, especially for people who may live a distance.
Anyway, she goes to this shiva, and guess who was there.... Paul McCartney!!! Apparently his wife's sister married into this family. Sharon's friend walked up to him and said to him, "Hi, I'm Jennifer, and this is my friend Sharon (my daughter)". Paul responded, "Nice to meet you, Sharon" and shook her hand. She said she would have asked him for an autograph but felt it was tacky under the circumstances. She did discreetly take a picture of him sitting there. I'm only sorry I didn't go with her.
Those of you who are friends with me on Facebook know that about two months ago,I put up an ecstatic post because she had passed her bar exam. She has been working for the City of Philadelphia legal services for about two months, and things seem to be going very well. I was sort of hesitant to put this up because I don't want to be living my life vicariously through her. But this was just so wild that I couldn't resist.
At least if she is ever on Jeopardy she will have a good story for Alex Trebek.
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