January 29, 2009
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Trying again…
Occasional brief power outages today have interrupted my blogging, reset the computer, and erased everything I had written. It’s likely to happen again because snow is still piling up on the power lines, but I have nothing better to do than sit here and rethink and rewrite.
Moving around today is not easy. I wouldn’t have gotten through yesterday’s shopping without using the scooters in the stores. I’m gaining enough experience on them that operating the crip cart is not my first concern. It’s no bigger in my consciousness than pushing a shopping cart used to be. Greyfox commented on how smoothly and efficiently I was getting around. I love the tight turning radius in those carts!
If I hadn’t just kept going last night and put the groceries away, we’d probably have had bags of things sitting around for days if not weeks. I have learned from long experience to use my energy while I have it, because every little spurt of exertion brings a recovery period of uncertain length and varying levels of impairment. Today, I am massively impaired, and have no idea how much longer that will last.
Holding a book and turning pages is somewhat more difficult today than keyboarding, or else I’d be across the room, propped against a pillow, basking in the glow of the wood fire, enjoying Richard Morgan’s genius. Putting off that pleasure also delays reaching the end of that book, the last, so far, in the Takeshi Kovacs series. I will miss it. I hope there will be more books in the series, soon and often.
I’m making an effort not to succumb to a full-out sugar binge. Hypoglycemia always follows physical exertion and it’s sometimes difficult not to give in to the sugar cravings, especially when I have just stocked up on snacks for Doug. Greyfox added to the temptations by passing along some Hannukah cookies and a Christmas pumpkin pie he was given, didn’t want to eat, and kept frozen until I got there. Doug doesn’t like pumpkin pie, and I have resigned myself to consuming it.
I know I’ll have to halt the indulgence and get back on the healthy diet, the sooner the better, but the sugar addict in me is saying, “not yet.”
Comments (9)
The sugar addict in my son was let out to play but as soon as he started behaving like Nikki Sixx without the heroin, I recognized it for what it was and started looking for the hidden sugar….prepackaged oatmeal:)
I have come to love the carts too. It is so much easier for me right now. Enjoy the pie
As a diabetic, I certainly understand the urge to eat sugary snacks when hypoglycemia hits. I think it’s a survival instinct. If I don’t control myself, I’ll eat anything that is remotely edible until the hypoglycemia passes – you know how many sugar calories a person can consume in 20 minutes? LOL But instead I chew 3 or 4 glucose tablets then eat a salad or something else that’s healthy. It really takes a LOT of restraint for me to do that, too!
@Kallioph - Yeah, it takes restraint to forestall or end a binge. With my chemistry, those glucose tablets would set off a binge, and a salad wouldn’t help at all. What does it for me is a specific blend of amino acids and enough down time that the shakes, headaches, and weakness of the hypoglycemia don’t get translated into food cravings. If I have to be active during these times, I have to keep eating so I don’t collapse from low blood sugar. Whether I do that eating prudently or not depends on whim as well as on what’s available to eat. The shakier I am, the more likely I am to go for whatever is easiest and fastest.
Ohhhh punkin pie. Irresistible. I hope your personal power outage doesn’t last too long and you are energized once again soon.
Pumpkin pie is a good breakfast item. I’m an pie-inabler. I just got back from a long walk and was starting to eat yogurt covered pretzels. I stopped and put them back in the container. Thanks for that!
Enjoy the pie. It will be gone soon.
i keep trying to get dad to use one of those carts if he’s grocery shopping or at target but oh no…not him. they are other people who need them. not 89 1/2 year old near blind, near deaf old men with horrible foot pain. stubborn old coot. [wonder where i inherited that gene?
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cripes…you just reminded me that i have some raspberry cheesecake in the fridge. ordered dessert “to go” last night. mmmm…breakfast!
Hope your power stays on and your energy recovers quickly.