Over the past few days I've moved more each day than I had for a long time. The results of getting my blood sugar under control are beginning to really show. I've lost 27 pounds, improved my kidneys, much to my doctor's surprise, mine too. I thought that damage was permanent.
I have developed more energy, though still not as much as I would like. I am in excellent health for my age and my weight.
My body is getting stronger and I notice that. I can lift more, walk a few more steps, stand longer and don't need as much to eat. I am staying well within the goals my doctor, nutritionist and I set for me when my diabetes was diagnosed. I would say I am doing fine.
I didn't get to TOPS today. Last evening on my way home I stopped at a neighbor's to drop off some fruit she'd asked me to pick up for her. I turned off the engine and when I tried to start it again it wouldn't start. We searched and found a gentleman who came to my rescue. He had me try to start the car and when it did he had me turn it off quickly because the air was full of smoke. He then checked under the hood and told me my alternator had gone out and the serpentine belt had broken. He followed me home because I was driving on my battery. So my car is now sitting in the driveway and can't go anyplace until someone can fix it.
Kristine my new caregiver, called some friends and arranged for a mechanic to come and fix the car up. We ordered the parts through another friend so we could use his professional discount to purchase a new alternator and belt. The mechanic will be here either Friday evening or Saturday to look at the car. Wish me luck because I have a very, very important date on Tuesday.
My son-in-law will be sworn in as an American Citizen at one o'clock on Tuesday. I am so excited I have a huge lump in my throat. I have realized over the past few years that even though I disagree with many of the actions of our government I still have deep reverence for what I know of the "American Dream". To see my sil embrace those ideals is a very special opportunity because he's made me remember the America I knew as a child.
I saw the beginning and the end of WWII. I lived those pictures that Rockwell painted. They were familiar because I saw them over and over. I watched father's and uncles go away. My father and uncles came back, but some of my friends never saw theirs again. I remember Korea, and Viet Nam and the steady degrading of my picture of what America meant. Now I see a man whom I deeply respect taking the oath that will make him an American and I see the dream all over again.
I wish everyone could experience these emotions. They are wonderfully powerful.
I'll see you again later.
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