Oh, my dearest, darlingest
Golden Girls! No need whatsoever for concern about my silly little X-rays! This “pinched nerve” or whatever the devil it is in my leg has been there for a
long time, and I’ve pretty much adjusted to it (bike riding instead of walking or jogging, short, strategic shopping trips (I’m a list-maker!) and life is just peachy! I will NOT have surgery, and I simply don’t have the time or the inclination to get physical therapy, so the X-rays are nothing more than a concession to my doctor, who threatens to discharge me as a patient if I don’t follow through with her recommendations. (I had the dreaded mammogram LAST year (Omigawd!
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!) so I have no plans to subject myself to
that again anytime soon. The Pap smear...well, that was done last year, too, so I’m gonna slide on that one for the time being, as well. As far as the CHEST X-ray, I’d be a lot more worried about that if I’d had one five or six months ago - all that huffing and puffing on stairs and such, but now I have no trouble breathing whatsoever. Generally speaking, I am in good health - and even
better health since I made these rather HUGE lifestyle changes of mine - the nutritious high fiber/low cal eating, the exercise when I wasn’t getting any at all before. But, having said all of that, can I tell you that just your expressions of concern really made me feel cared about - and I appreciate it SO much.
Thanks for the good vibes,
Trish...I’m sending them right back to you.
Weaker,
EZ? Hmmm. I’ll have to
think about that one. I’ll get back to you on it, okay?
Moxie? Fresh
tomatoes from the garden? <perk> Ohhhhh. Such lovely memories! I swear when we retire - WHEREVER we retire - I’m going to grow some tomatoes if I don’t grow another bloody thing!
Lyn, I’m hoping my hardest for good weather for your concert and “elegant” picnic (It sounds sooo nice!) even though I’m horribly jealous!
LindaD! I laughed out loud when I read about your unconscious inhalation of a cinnamon roll.....omiGAWD, woman! All I can say is it’s lucky I hadn’t just taken a gulp of my iced tea, ‘cuz it would’ve been all over my keyboard! I think I’ve had those kinds of black-outs too, actually. With some degree of regularity, too. I’ve got many an unconscious muffin or cookie (multiples) sitting on MY hips.
Yes,
Phyllis...ask
Jo-annie...the scale is NOT our friend! In MY opinion, we place FAR too much importance on what it says, and after all, what does IT know? It’s a piece of freaking metal with some springs and
frinkledoodles and coils and like that...It can’t THINK! It’s a stupid inanimate object! And we act like it’s a GOD or something...or at least the wizard of Oz, and look at what HE turned out to be! I say we should BOYCOTT these rotten-to-the-core devices of mental torture and anguish! (I might weigh myself tomorrow, though. I’m feeling lucky.
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Karen? Updates on the grandkids, please!
And where might YOU be,
Lynn? (off gallivanting, no doubt.) Check in soon, m’dear!
Theresa? Feeling okay? I hope your getting some relief from that pain!
And, to all other
Golden Girlies, wherever you are....good night, sweet dreams, and I hope it’s cooler where you are than where I am! (90 degrees and too stinking humid! It’s another AC night, and I hate sleeping with the AC on!) If I weren’t so old and tired, I’d fit every name into every post, but tonight I’m yearning for my nice comfy bed and cannot write another word.
TTFN,
Z