No Excuses or Apologies

DarkCircles

I know that Zombies are all the rage now, and it is not Halloween, but I could easily pass for one. My skin is pasty white, accenting the lovely sunken, black circles under my bleary eyes.  No cosmetic miracle will even lighten them slightly. At this point, I don’t think I care.

When I am feeling “poorly”, vanity is the first thing to go. The next thing is my cheerful and silly personality. I morph into The Ranter.

After four weeks of snail paced healing I started to get worse again. Dammit! I do not feel well, so I do not want to drive mountain roads for 12 miles, in freezing rainy weather to the doctor’s office, then drive another 15 miles to the only chain pharmacy my insurance will approve. – major pout here –

What I want to do is stay in my pajamas and curl up with my warm puppy and watch episodes of The Sopranos. I have been having my own little Sopranos marathon. I just started season 6 – the final season.  I did not recall the show being so gross, or the characters all selfish, sadistic, back-stabbing people.

Why do I feel this way now?  Probably because I am clean and sober, as I watch The Sopranos this time, and that has completely ruined it. Sigh.

So, in my sourpuss mood I must Rant. No, the above is not ranting, it’s complaining (really, it’s whining). After all, there are way worse things going on than my crappy little virus…

  • The Oscars are being ruined over some political and racial issue (is nothing sacred?). No black persons were nominees for the last 2 years. I had no idea! Who is racist enough to keep track of that crap, anyway?  I LOVE Chris Rock and I’m so happy he is not going to back out on being this year’s host.  My respect for Whoopie Goldberg has doubled for what she is saying about the boycott, and as for Mr. and Mrs. Smith – most actors did not get a nomination this year, so stop whining and go choose a fabulous script and try again. Next year is sooner than you think.

And while I am speaking of non-racial issues…

  • California is forcing school districts to spend millions of dollars to remove ‘discriminatory’ school mascots from the system. You know, like the Indians  I mean the Native American mascots like Chiefs, Braves, Warriors, Redskins. Oh Pleeeease. Are you telling me that other ethnic groups don’t have warriors?  You wait. Next, the PC Police will be deciding to outlaw mascots that are “sexually suggestive”: Beavers, Foxes, Goats and Rams for example.  I am in agreement with weeding out “The Beavers”, truth be told. Then there are schools that have mascots of the “you’ve got to be kidding me” class. How about “The Hobos” or “The Cotton Pickers” (What!?!).  Don’t forget “The Maniacs”, “The Orphans” or “The Arabs” (who recently changed their mascot to “The Mighty Arabs” – where are the PC police in that town!?)  Arrrrrrg.

pirate

Now that my puppy thinks I’m growling at her, and I’m sounding like an old pirate (a zombie one, of course), I will be signing off now. It’s almost 1:30pm – is that too early for pajamas?

♥  TTFN  ♥

 

 

 

 

Can You See Me Now?

InvisibleIllness
When I saw this diagram, it reminded me of the iceberg that destroyed the Titanic.  Then I read it.

Wow. That’s me. And like the Titanic, it was the below the surface crap that crippled and nearly sunk me. However – this post is not about me. “What?!” you say.  Yeah yeah.

I was compelled to share this with you, my dear readers, to hopefully educate you about people with chronic (invisible) illnesses. Maybe, you deal with one, but certainly someone you know has a chronic illness, whether you are aware of it or not.

I know about it now. Way too much, to be honest.

If you have read any of my posts under “Being Diabetic” or my “Insulin Pump Saga”, I talk not only about my disease, but how I try to cope with everyday life.  Just telling y’all is cathartic, so I benefit, but I also have my BFF, God, my diary and a dog I can talk to, so these posts are more for those newly diagnosed with a chronic illness, or the people who care about them.

It’s a walk in my shoes to look at how things go, from a person living with one (chronic illness). Live information, instead of all the books, pamphlets and videos thrown at you to absorb. Don’t even think about getting rid of those, BTW!  Mine are filed away in the black-hole under my office files, but they are there when I need to refer to them. Yes, even after being diagnosed 10 years ago, I still need them occasionally.  You can’t know everything!  Not at the same time.

Some days I may seem a little “off”, or not myself.  OK, so most days I seem like that – Ha!  I don’t usually mention it because words of explanation are tough to come by without sounding like a complainer. [Y’all know I’m a complainer, but it’s usually about politics, law, football or stupid people – not all about me.]

Well, it’s time to check my sugars and have a snack (or not) and put my ass in bed – that’s a big job these days…

TTFN

If you have Diabetes (Type I or II) and would like to comment, ask questions, or relay information – PLEASE do so!!