I had to take a quick trip to Farmington to get an adjustment on my back . . . it hadn't been right since my big move (kind of jumping ahead here). While I was down there, I took the opportunity to go shopping. I'm not really a shopper, and after awhile, I start feeling . . . yucky. I used to enjoy shopping with my mother . . . to a point . . . but, now, it's just not in me. Never really was, really.
I've been having sleeping issues lately. Well, maybe not just lately. Anyway, I have bought every herbal sleep aid you can think of, and none of them have consistently worked for me. There is a non-herbal on the market, and it definitely works, but I wake up and my kidney hurts. So, I haven't used that one for quite awhile. It's actually an anti-histimine . . . which totally dries you out . . . hence the pain in my kidney. I think I'm always a little dehydrated, anyway, and this just sucks it right out of me. (I'm a little better at drinking water now, though.)
One of the suggestions that I've read about is not watching any tv or doing any computer stuff right before bed. In fact, not reading in bed, either. You're not supposed to do anything in bed except sleep. Well, there's one other thing you're allowed to do in bed, but I don't have to think about that right now! I've been rejecting this idea . . . about no computers . . . because it would affect me so much . . . two hours before bed . . . no computers . . . how can I live like that!? I was actually using the computer until right before bed, and then I'd get in bed and turn on my iPad, which is kind of like a mini-computer.
But, I was getting desperate. So, I decided to try it. Difficult at first, but getting easier. Now, I have time to do other things that I "didn't have time for before." It's actually become a quite nice time in the evening for me now. It seems to have helped my sleeping issues, but time will tell.
Eating . . . I'm having eating issues, too. I've been struggling for months to find a diet right for me, and I haven't quite succeeded yet. I'm about this far away from starting to eat meat again . . . I was thinking of trying buffalo. But, I don't know. I haven't eaten red meat for about fifteen years now . . . and the thought of it . . . I don't know. I don't know what the thought of it does, but right now, I guess I'm not quite ready for it. But, I have eliminated other things from my diet and they need to be filled in with others . . . so, I am probably going into the meat direction.
I have eliminated . . . tomatoes, potatoes, and peppers . . . the "night shade" vegetables . . . whose presence in your diet can cause "arthritic symptoms." Problem is . . . I used to eat a lot of pasta . . . which mean tomato sauce . . . which I used constantly. I had a problem "replacing" it . . . but, someone turned me onto something called artichoke archuleta . . . actually I forgot the name of it, but it's kind of a sauce made from artichokes. I'm kind of a picky eater, and wasn't sure that I would like it . . . but, I love it! So, that's worked out well.
I'm also trying to eliminate wheat/gluten from my diet. That isn't going so well. I used to eat a lot of pasta-type casseroles. The artichoke stuff let me alter the recipe to get out the tomato, but now I have the gluten thing . . . so, I'm going to have to find a whole new way of eating. So far, I haven't discovered it yet. I'm thinking of going to the "paleo diet" . . . the cave man diet . . . which is essentially meat and vegetables. But, again, I'm struggling with the meat thing . . . although, this is probably the direction that I'll ultimately go. I haven't gotten there yet, though!
A very, very good friend of mine died unexpectedly last week. Ken, the cowboy. He was my best cowboy pal, and we used to talk all the time, but haven't much lately. I was just getting ready to call him to tell him about my move to Durango . . . but, I never got around to it. He was younger than I am . . . I miss him very much. I still talk to him all the time. He was also on the therapeutic riding board with me. Last time I was there, I turned around at one point and really "felt" his presence . . . right over by Ken's favorite horse, Apache. And Apache turned around and looked at me for "no" reason. It was an interesting moment. I don't know if it was really Ken or not, but it "felt" like him.
And I just found out that another really good friend passed: my good friend Naomi's son, Paul. He's the one who visited me not so long ago. It seemed like it happened really fast. Wasn't he just here? He was still on treatment then. I guess it really didn't matter that he was still smoking. My Mom used to tell me . . . when it's your time to go . . . That seems more and more true to me the older I get and the more I see in the world.
Good by, Paul. Good by, Ken. I love you both and will still think of you and talk to you often . . . I know you're both still around me. I send love . . .
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