Hi, gentle reader (s)....
Thanksgiving is over. We went to Tucson to Brother in Law and Sister no. 3's lovely condo in Ventana Canyon. Everything was beautiful and perfect there as usual.
Brother in Law and Sister no. 5 were also present, and it was nice to have a good-sized group of family present.
Ben drove us over and it was nice to have him too!!! We took Foxy Angus and put him into the Sabino Canyon Pet Resort while we were there.
When we left Tucson, everyone went over to get a look at Foxy Angus, and to say goodbye to him too, for Ben was scheduled to take him home with him to his forever home in Northern California. Concord, to be exact. Theo and I were sorry to see Foxy go, but it had to be....we were not up to the demands of a young sprightly puppy and his training needs. Foxy is too good a dog to be let go like that---he needed a more youthful master who could keep up with his energy. I'm awfully glad that Ben loved Foxy from first glance, and vice versa. So Foxy will miss his old ma for a bit, but will come back to visit us with Ben in December a more mature and changed man. So will Ben, for that matter, LOL. Tout change. YAZZYBEL
I always thought that was the most beautiful chapter heading in Dickens.
Restored to Life....and here I am.
I had a heart attack. I took it casually and spent my time on the way to the ER composing apologies in my head to the hospital people for taking up their time over a false alarm. I thought I was having some unusual asthma attacks, over the previous couple of weeks. Turned out, not.
In no time, protests on my part adroitly turned aside and my consent obtained by a clever doctor, I was on a table having a large tube shoved up my groin, and into my heart, where a skilled team worked together to find my clogged artery and place three stents.
It's all behind me now except for the recuperation which is not as automatic and easy as I'd of. Ben our son came right down here to take care of us for a week, thank God. It gave Theo a chance to adjust to a different role for me. And we had good food and I had plenty of rest. The only bad thing is that he did not take away dearest Foxy Angus, though he wants him and therefore FA cannot be tossed to the Humane Society. I have to keep him till Ben can take him.
I have decided to eat differently, but am appalled by the recommendations of Kaiser for post-coronary foods. Cereals, sweet fruits and juices, anything to divert one's mind from the lost oils and fats that are taken away. Somehow I know this is not the answer.
We decided to take the MOW again and the meals they have sent this week are just appalling. AWFUL. They need to re-conceptualize the idea of what trapped old folks need and want to eat. Here's a hint, bales of frozen little corn seeds and green peas are not it. Nor is "gourmet" cuisine with strange herbs therein. No, they need to think FOOD. As in meat and vegetables. With the occasional piece of cooky or cake. So I am saying bye to the MOW forever as of Monday, our last day before going over to Tucson for Thanksgiving with the relatives.
Anyway, I feel okay but not too good. I have had a lot of help so far but am going to have to figure out how to wing it on our own in a better and more satisfying way. So far I have decided to concentrate on sugar and triglycerides, as one can assume that the statins are taking care of the fats to the satisfaction of Kaiser the Great. So, no more sugar. Or, at least, to the 80% possibility. But I am going for none. None. No fruit at first, no milk, no concocted foods with hidden corn syrup in the vegetable soup...Just meat, fish, chicken, green vegetables, olive oil, lemons...I have done it before when I was on the Dr Atkins. I can do it now. Pray with me. I need to get well. YAZZYBEL
Today I wrote a long blog, a huge long paean to Foxy Angus and all his attributes.
And somehow I blew it away in one second.
Too bad. YAZZYBEL
