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Blood Work from 12/17/2011

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Total cholesterol = 150, down from 169 in August emoticon
Triglicerides = 99, down from 115 in August emoticon
LDL = 71, down from 94 in August emoticon
HDL = 59, up from 30.8 in August emoticon
Best report I've had yet! emoticon

Christmas Adventure with Grandma

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid. I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: "There is no Santa Claus," she jeered. "Even dummies know that!"

My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her "world-famous" cinnamon buns. I knew they were world-famous, because Grandma said so. It had to be true.

Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told her everything. She was ready for me. "No Santa Claus?" she snorted...."Ridiculous! Don't believe it. That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, plain mad!! Now, put on your coat, and let's go."

"Go? Go where, Grandma?" I asked. I hadn't even finished my second world-famous cinnamon bun. "Where" turned out to be Kerby's General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything. As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me ten dollars. That was a bundle in those days. "Take this money," she said, "and buy something for someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car." Then she turned and walked out of Kerby's.

I was only eight years old. I'd often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping. For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it for. I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors, the kids at school, the people who went to my church.

I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He was a kid with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock's grade-two class. Bobby Decker didn't have a coat. I knew that because he never went out to recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, but all we kids knew that Bobby Decker didn't have a cough; he didn't have a good coat. I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobby Decker a coat!

I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real warm, and he would like that.

"Is this a Christmas present for someone?" the lady behind the counter asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down. "Yes, ma'am," I replied shyly. "It's for Bobby."

The nice lady smiled at me, as I told her about how Bobby really needed a good winter coat. I didn't get any change, but she put the coat in a bag, smiled again, and wished me a Merry Christmas.

That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat (a little tag fell out of the coat, and Grandma tucked it in her Bible) in Christmas paper and ribbons and wrote, "To Bobby, From Santa Claus" on it.

Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy. Then she drove me over to Bobby Decker's house, explaining as we went that I was now and forever officially, one of Santa's helpers.

Grandma parked down the street from Bobby's house, and she and I crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk. Then Grandma gave me a nudge. "All right, Santa Claus," she whispered, "get going."

I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down on his step, pounded his door and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma. Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobby.

Fifty years haven't dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering, beside my Grandma, in Bobby Decker's bushes. That night, I realized that those awful rumors about Santa Claus were just what Grandma said they were -- ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we were on his team.

I still have the Bible, with the coat tag tucked inside: $19.95.

May you always have LOVE to share,
HEALTH to spare and FRIENDS that care...
And may you always believe in the magic of Santa Claus!

Tuesday...Pretty Good Day

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Calories: 1,200-1,550 emoticon 1,260
Total Fat: 32-56 emoticon 59
Monounsat. Fat: 0-60 emoticon 2
Polyunsat. Fat: 0-60 emoticon 2
Sat. Fat: 0-12 emoticon 15
Trans Fats: 0-0 emoticon 0
Cholesterol: 0-200 emoticon 59
Carbs: 163-236 emoticon 149
Protein: 60-127 emoticon 52
Sodium: 500-2,000 emoticon 1,980

Got a bit of walking in...checked in with the Cancer Center for blood work...almost all the numbers are still solidly within the normal range. Doctor happy with results. Should get results of lipid test tomorrow.

Grandfathers Don't Know Everything!

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Hunter was 4 years old and was staying with his grandfather for a few days. He'd been playing outside with the other kids when he came into the house and asked, "Grandpa, what's that called when two people sleep in the same bedroom and one is on top of the other?" emoticon

His Grandpa was a little taken aback, but he decided to tell him the truth. emoticon"Well, Hunter, it's called sexual intercourse."

"Oh," little Hunter said, "OK," and went back outside to play with the other kids.

A few minutes later he came back in and said angrily, "Grandpa, it isn't called sexual intercourse. It's called BUNK BEDS. And Jimmy's mom wants to talk to you." emoticon
...from a friend in Atlanta... emoticon

WooHoo Monday

Monday, December 19, 2011

Calories: 1,200-1,550 emoticon 1,244
Total Fat: 32-56 emoticon 53
Monounsat. Fat: 0-60 emoticon 13
Polyunsat. Fat: 0-60 emoticon 13
Sat. Fat: 0-12 emoticon 11
Trans Fats: 0-0 emoticon 0
Cholesterol: 0-200 emoticon 157
Carbs: 163-236 emoticon 123 too low
Protein: 60-127 emoticon 76
Sodium: 500-2,000 emoticon 2,425 a little better than yesterday

WiiFit thinks I'm only 40! Just means that I did really well on the body tests today. I put in 28 minutes of very light work. How easily I tire! BUT...I'm allowed by all my doctors to do "whatever you feel like"...sorry...that DOES NOT WORK for me. At this point, I don't FEEL LIKE doing ANY exercise, so what I'm going to do is focus on getting several short sessions in each to get me back in practice. As I build my endurance, I will push harder.

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