Before it is said, no I am not an electrician. This has to do with that funny little annual exam I have to have with an ophalmologist. which is something I only look forward to, if only because there is the chance of getting the prescription for contact lenses. Now if anyone is wondering why not glasses, it has to do with one particular little issue: ‘vanity’. That little human trait that tries to stem off the march of time…and I will admit to that. But as has been mentioned to **** and others, as long as this keeps me getting ‘carded’ along with other things….I will own up to that little character flaw. And it seems the doc, as well as his staff got this point. Although…it did take a bit of teeth pulling [odd little non-sequiter there, seeing this was being done with an eye doctor]. The good news is that, I did get the info needed to go to the place I normally get my contacts so I can order new sets. Which of course, are to make sure folks understand that the ‘strike zone’ is above the ’38th parallel’.
Aside from the eyes being checked, there has been nothing else going on medically. There was a change in the diet, to the point of where…unless it cannot be avoided…fried foods are now off the list for good. If one thinks that ‘Randi, you are ______ and we thought all of ____ liked that’, let’s dispell a couple myths here. For one not all of us are into it, especially if those foods do not metabolize rather well in the system. And then there is another more sobering reason. This has to do with the fact that some fats which are used in the process of cooking said foods can be contributing factors to a buildup of plaques and other blockages in the circulatory system. In particular, the brain….which can lead to, via proxy to illnesses such as Progressive Supranuclear Palsy, Alzheimer’s. Yeah, I know…some rather scary items for the body and mind to deal with. And even though there are some medications that can help after these are contracted….it still makes sense to not eat anything that can contribute more to the possibility of the problems happening. So as much as there is that temptation at times to do so, if they can be avoided…they will be. Plus it means that the baking of chicken or fish is done more and more. On the latter portion of that, the cats are a little upset…because they want some of what mom is cooking, but once there are spices on same…they cannot do so, for obvious reasons.
There has been one other nice effect of this change to the diet. Over the past couple months, there has been more of a change to the weight. Granted, the pics may seem to not show it, but that has happened. A good thing here in more ways than one. Plus I have been following the examples set by the folks who I am close to. While it may seem rather quaint to say that one is taking their lead from others…it’s part of the positive reciprocal atmosphere that comes about, even online from those who do care and know that if they do not care about what one eats or how one takes care of the body, no one else will. If that sounds like a little bit of being a parent at a distance, keep in mind the following: as has been said before, yes….I am a cat parent…but, I am a ‘parent’…by proxy to quite a few other folks and I would not trade the feeling of seeing them doing something positive, doing well for anything. It’s as gratifying as seeing the cats taking an interest in things I am into *S*
Before closing here, the new Marty is settling in real well, which is great [she even is insisting like Rae does that I get out the daily email to the human that Rae says she wants her mom with *S*..another tale for another day ] . She is now taking part in the Sunday fall ritual here, which is to have the telly on most of the day watching the NFL. Even though the girls and I so share this time together, recent events have made talking about the league a rather tough go, for many reasons. While I will not go into all of those here, what I will say is that the good that does exist is sometimes overshadowed by the sickening displays of rotten behavior, as well as in some way…the confirmation of some rather ugly stereotypes. By extension…this leads into some other difficult chats with the cats, as in if they were human. But will save a discussion about those for another posting.
So there we go for now….and until next month…from the land of the colourtini…enjoy the words as the pics fly through the air…