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Well, it’s been a little more than two weeks, and, while the rib is better, it’s still bothering me. I did finally get into the car and go to hospice a couple of days ago. There was SO much to do. I only got half way done with it before my rib (and back) said to quit. I’ll have to hope that next week there won’t be so many newly bereaved, so I can get to the older cases. You never know; there is no steady flow, it really varies. It amazed me how sore the rib was yesterday; getting up and down out of a chair moves the torso muscle, which I’d never thought about before.
Today was bring all the houseplants back into the house- it was 39 F last night. I propagated some of them this summer, and Tim brought some home to me, so there are more plants in here than last winter. They have completely taken over the top of the giant bookcase. The cats will not be pleased about that! The dwarf papyrus fit right into the Chinese cachepot; I hope it gets enough light to keep it happy. I had to repot a few- something I should have done at the beginning of summer.
The rib has kept me fairly stationary for the last two weeks, but I got the massive clothes washing done that the cat caused. They are still in piles, waiting to be ironed and put away. Of course, I cannot put them back into the closet yet, so they are perfectly happy laying in piles. I haven’t felt good enough to go back to finishing the cleaning job in the closet. Not much left to do, but I can’t’ bend over sharp enough to do it.
Tim is occupied with picking all the hundreds of green tomatoes and peppers. He’s been over in the garden for at least four hours without coming back to the house. I’m wondering where in the hell we’ll put all the boxes and boxes of tomatoes. We have officially run out of space, at least until I finish with the closet. And we have to get to our paying job one of these days. I’m hoping I can kneel and bend over and pull weeds…
The CGM is working good. The one I replaced the bad one with lasted the two weeks it’s supposed to, and the adhesive took a crap right no schedule. Put a new one on day before and it’s working okay. I have discovered that even a CGM can keep up when my blood sugar crashes! I’ve had to raise the level it alarms at a couple of times now. I’ve also discovered that I really eat way too much- my BG levels stay too high most of the time. When I take enough insulin to cover it, I end up in a crash. And I know the higher the insulin level, the more weight I’ll gain. So, I need to cut back. Which is hard, because I really, really not only love to eat, but I stress eat. And boredom eat. And eat because it gives me an excuse to sit down. I need to get through to my brain that no one cares if I’m sitting on my ass, playing around on the computer or reading. Too many years of the ex stressing that I should be doing something instead of reading. After 32 years, you’d think I’d have gotten over that.