Monday, November 11, 2019

Just Some Random Thoughts

Some other drafts I never published. From a few months ago:

I still struggle with bouts of sadness and moodiness. I heard something the other day.

"It is far better to remember the wonderful person that you lost than to remember that you lost a wonderful person." Martin Lewis on the loss of his mother.

I'm trying to work toward that.

I am so grateful for my husband and my older daughter, for the perseverance and patience they show toward me in my journey of grief.

I Promised I would Write More

This is the post I wrote as a follow-up. It sat there all summer. Sorry. Every time I would think about writing it was the wrong time. Then I thought...who reads this stuff anyway. But today I was reading my other blog from Crescent City and I realized, I do. So here is the one from earlier. I'm not adding anything, just publishing it. I'll go from there.

So...the Victoza. It's expensive, but the difference it's making in my life is worth it. Remember I wrote about feeling like I had no energy much of the time? It must have been the Glipizide. I was also having muscle pain throughout my back as I tried to wash the dishes. I was also noticing weakness in my arms and a lack of energy. It must have been the Glipizide. I also had developed a large belly. Completely not normal for me! I couldn't get under 150 pounds. At 5' 7", 154 is a normal BMI for me, but I hated the belly. Must have been the Glipizide. I'm down to 145 without even trying. The only thing I don't like is how hollow my cheeks are.

That update was from some time ago. It sat there as a draft all this time. Anyway, still doing on on the Victoza but at first I was not eating well. I dropped weight too fast. My hair started falling out in July. Medication? Stress? Malnutrition? My thyroid test says normal but that's just one test. Don't know yet.

Victoza is expensive. My insurance pays for most of it but I'm set to fall into the coverage gap next month. I applied to Novo Nordisk for help. I hope they approve me. (Note...they did)

The nice thing about this medication is it doesn't cause dangerous lows like Glipizide.

In other "news", I was completely exhausted and stressed by the time hubby's parents left. Language barrier, different culture, old way of thinking, superstitions, you name it. And his mom is hard of hearing, so everyone needs to raise their voice to talk to her. I'm an only child who came from a home where no one yelled unless I was in trouble. And the TV had to be on from the moment they got up until his mom decided to go to bed at 11 or Midnight. And she kept trying to feed me at night, because she thought I didn't eat in the morning, because I ate before they got up, because I just have a bowl of cereal, not a whole table of things like cheese, bread, jam, coffee, tea, sugar, lemon and all the plates and spoons to go with it. And then there is the big meal of the day, lunch, and then dinner. But they aren't picky, they will eat what we eat to make it easy on me, except, not really. They felt bad, tried to help, because I'm doing everything. I'm not even going there.