Tuesday, January 12, 2016

#1579, Tuesday, January 12: A death, and getting back an old friend

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Post 1579, Day 12 of 2016
- 1,838 days since I started this blog -


Daily Comment

After getting lab work last week, I visited my doctor this morning. I'm doing all right.

Our experiment with giving up a little bit of statin has failed, though. My HDL cholesterol remained the same (on the low side), but my LDL doubled. So, its back on the very low-dose statin.

I was again complimented on keeping my weight down and managing my diabetes to the degree there was no sign of the illness at all. We kept to the twice yearly lab-visit schedule.

And when the visit was over, we said goodbye for the last time, because he is retiring a month after me. We congratulated each other, I got the referral to my next doctor, whose practice is much closer and more accessible.

It was a good start to the day.

After, I brought lunch (Core!) to a convalescing friend.

When I got to work, it was... horrible.

And then the snow started. Open mics I had planned to go to were canceled.
Just before dinner, I got a call from Marco down in Florida. His mother (my friend), Lil, had passed. She was ninety-three, and she'd had an amazing life, got to see her children sort out their lives, got to see her grand-children, and even great-grandchildren. She loved living in Florida. She loved her life.

To me, she was unique, in the way she expanded my view of the world. She was different kind of mother than I had known. I was an independent teenager when I met her. She was the model of someone who supported her family in a way alien to me. And that meant the two wildest children and a husband who was something of a card himself. When I visited them, it was madness in her home, but she was the calm center of the cyclone. Lil exuded strength.

Her sons were always in trouble, but she was always on their side. I had never seen that kind of support first-hand.

There is a silver lining: Marco's older brother was one of my best friends, especially in my early to mid-twenties. Our very close friendship faded as he built a family, and when I moved to North Carolina thirty years ago(!), we lost touch.

Last night, I got to speak with him again, to offer my condolences, and we ended up speaking on the phone for an hour-and-a-half. We cried a little. We laughed a lot.

Amazing that over an expanse of time that spanned a generation, our friendship is undiminished.

But with a friendship like that, maybe not so amazing.


Food and Diet Section


Today's Weight:                   204.4 lbs.
Previous Weight (1/11):           205.0 lbs.
Net Loss/Gain:                   -  0.6 lbs.

Diet Comment
Wow! I don't understand how I could eat so much candy and still lose weight. Not complaining.

Food Log
Breakfast
A Quest bar.

Lunch
At Core Greens and Grains:
Beef broth bowl with kale, spinach, chicken, broccoli, black beans, mushrooms, red and green peppers, chicken.
Snack
Again (sigh), a large amount of almond-berry-dark chocolate clusters. Again, that's an egregious fail.

Dinner
Sriracha chicken breast, and a Quest bar for dessert.

Liquid Intake
   Espressos: 1  Coffee:  24 oz.;  Water: 60+ oz.


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2 comments:

  1. that is a nice post. It is good that you got to see how other people lived.

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  2. Their family was so different than ours. A dominant, expressive father, a calm, nurturing, strong mother. And Marc and Stuie were so crazy. I felt colorless in that household. Stuie said it was all in my mind, I simply never needed to send up a flair.

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