My Health

    I recently underwent a "Lady" physical  and blood work.  The results came back normal, my blood work was just a bit off with Cholesterol, no big surprise there.  When we all reach a certain age,  both sexes experience those dreaded exams.  For me, I hate them, my mom was right, after having children, what more can a doctor see that they haven't seen already?
    I often think of the role of the O.B.Y.G.N  and what they have to see all day long, makes me glad I didn't choose that profession (Ha-Ha).
   Modesty is basically thrown out the door when you go in for the..female exam. or let's face it the Hospital..  Rectal exams are no fun either as I have been spared that twice when the subject was brought up...What was that a threat?  I would have to be extremely ill for that to happen.  I really feel for the men in that case when they have to have their prostate exams.
   Its important I know and in the long run, it is preventive medicine, but it doesn't mean I have to like it.
It didn't surprise me either that when they went to draw blood on me, they couldn't find a vein in either arms. They ended up drawing blood from my hand.  The reason for all this was when I was expecting my son, I developed Gestational Diabetes and had to have my blood tested regularly throughout my last trimester.  I think the veins just collapsed.
   I am just glad its over for right now, I have to go back in six months to re-check my blood, two months to check my Medicines. Which have remained the same since 2010.  I am on a quest to lose as much weight as I can, to lower my Cholesterol and sugar levels.  I have already started myself on a diabetic diet and using a stepper at home in between doing my artwork and racing around my teenagers's schedules.
  I had lost weight before and was doing good when all the stress from my daughter's illness set in.  Now that she is doing much better, I can relax some and work on my health.  The kids always worry about that.
  It gets tiresome for me to battle  my weight, my eyesight, my hearing, which now I have to get new aides, my blood pressure and depression.  I really don't talk about these things much and unfortunately tend to ignore them as my kids needs come first.
  Depression is a constant battle, the ups, the downs , the aches, the pains and the tiredness wears on a soul. I have to find ways of keeping my hopes up.  At times I just get feeling down and hopeless.  As strange as it may sound, talking on the phone is a challenge for me.  My hearing doesn't help and sometimes the fear of bothering a person takes over too.  I get days where my confidence is good and others when I just want to cry.  
   Sometimes you have to look at yourself on the lighter side and laugh at yourself.  I found a post that a dear old friend gave me.  I used to work with her at Cathy's Gift Shop in 1986-1987.  I really like it.
 Hope you enjoy it too!