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What was your fasting blood glucose? (full on chat)

Good morning everyone from a tropical rainforest 7 degree rain fest here in the dark and dangerous north. 5.8 this am. Today is a day of unknowns as the entrails of last night’s mackerel did not divulge. Maybe I’m trying to read too much into them. Will just have to wait in anticipation of something marvellous - meanwhile, sharpening pencils and thinking about the ten greatest procrastinations of all time. Art bit, some water colour paint using the edge of an old blockbuster video card and finished off with a bit of sumi-e. Hope you all have a day sprinkled with at least some joy. I shall make more koffy and make Mrs Miggins a mug of tea.

 
Stunning art thank you so much for sharing.
 
Extra hugsfor you @SlimLizzy

Okay, my two penny worth.
I have a similar situation with one of my daughter's, complicated,( I've not talked about it on here). It has caused terrible dissent and distrust within the whole family and ripped us apart, and it has affected all our relationships. Been discussing it this morning on Skype with Oz daughter. Uncommunicative daughter won't allow me to have her address, so I cannot contact my grandchildren either. Daughter from Oz asked me if I had figured out a workaround to contact the grandchildren independent of uncommunicative daughter. I had. These grandchildren are teenagers, not small children. Daughter from Oz asked what it was. I told her....she was interested because she too has been told not to contact...

I have a son like your Son #1 as regards messages and his whereabouts.

My thought is send your Aunt a Christmas card. Just write it. "All the best for 2024" (or what words you think are appropriate) and sign both your names. Get in the car now and post it. Forget about it.

If you do something like this you may be able to release the block that stopping you.

Son #1
Well my son is uncommunicative at the best of times, but it is his way which I am assuming your son may be similar. My son doesn't want Xmas cards littering his life, but I, as a mother want to send something. I assume he has a smartphone, take a photo of the XmasCard and write Happy Christmas (whatever you want to write to your son). If you are extremely lucky, you might get a thanks mum text, but don't bank on it.

I am assuming then, possibly your lethargy might lift and you may get a little energy and motivation back.

This s**t stuff really does immobilise us,and it is very hard to push through.

By the way I took a leaf out of your book when you @'d me into your post, bought some Xmas cards, wrote something simple, went straight down to post office, posted them. It was a weight lifted.

And don't laugh at my next thing I did. The neighbour's cards cause me stress each year. I find it hard walking to do this. Some have the slippy highly polished steep driveways and I get up them step by step (terrified I am going to fall and break bones ), or they have nothing but gravel on their gardens, no solid path, just gravel which grinds my ankle bones when I try to walk to the letterbox, and then they are painful for days. Then Thursday morning before my opticians appointment, I stuck a second class stamp on each neighbours envelopes, and threw them in the post box. At least no broken bones or sore ankles this year....

Why on earth didn't I do that simple solution before? Forget about the cost....it is cheap for what the alternative could be if I have an accident on their driveways/gardens...
 
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Blockbuster video card...that's ancient...
I love this. It is very effective @dunelm
 
6.1 this day of rest (I believe)
A stormy rainy night and the precipitation is still precipitating, dark and dreary, cool and damp and dank!
Bay window roof is ok.
I'm reeling from the pronouncement that Mrs L and I are going on a visit to a certain Lancashire coastal resort.
Well, that is what she said, last time there, was when we took the kids for the lights about a quarter of a century ago. Of course I have been, with the footie, last time just before covid. Don't know how to get there, but I have assured her, we will, maybe.

My best wishes to you all as always.
 
0235: BG 7.7. Upwards to 9.5 before breakfast at 1100. Now down to 5.4. That's after about 20 grams carbs in my breakfast. Must have got the amount of insulin right this time.

DIL came home from the hospital yesterday arriving off the last ferry last night. Haven't managed to see her or talk to her yet, but she must be improving or they wouldn't have sent her home. Thank the Lord for that.

My brother said, some months ago, that he wouldn't be going on any more cruises - he doesn't really enjoy them any more. However, now he says he and his wife are going on a short cruise over the Christmas period, which also covers their 60th wedding anniversary. I gather that his wife still loves cruising, and they want to get away from the cold weather. Hope the weather between Portugal and the Canaries doesn't turn bad, but these days you can't tell what it will be like at the end of December. Hoping for the best for them.
 
#7 was excellent with her partner, as a pair, and rightly with their quartet, won their medals.
I was impressed, and her coach told us she had done remarkably well since starting in September.
It was my happiest moment for quite some time. It actually put a smile on mine and Mrs L 's face!

Even spurs won!

Artwork was great.

I wrote and posted all our chrimbo cards last Wednesday, and have received one from my brother and his wife.
Hand made! Good job I bought them a hallmark card!
When in factory many moons ago, the number of cards was in four of five rows on the wall, add in the ones Mrs L received from thhe school she worked, it was a bit daft. One line now, mainly from close family and friends, some neighbours. But nothing like it use to be!

Actually stopped raining, white chrimbo, don't think so, not around here, just set and windy, cold and damp!
 
Archie has been going downhill and not eating and we thought this was 'the end game'. Mr K cooked him some turkey and rice earlier this week and he loves it. His appetite is improving day by day and Mr K has had to batch cook it for the freezer.

He has been having problems with his tummy off and on since getting a bug last year but this was the worst he has been since then as he refused to take the vets meds.

He has definitely rallied and hopefully is 'on the mend'. He is now 17 years and 2 months and 3 days old. That is really exceptionally old for a chocolate Labrador.
 
I agree @Annb - roast lamb shoulder should really be eaten hot.
 
I am not surprised that you are struggling @SlimLizzy . The emotional impact of estrangement is really horrible.
 
We have always had a dog since the kids were young, the first was a Jack Russell, he was not nice with strangers, backed when coming through gates but a great house dog. But my youngest wrestler with him. Mrs L was upset when he died, as he was there when I was on shifts. An English sheepdog was next, a lump of a dog , he was a rescue from an elderly woman, who couldn't exercise him. He was old before his time, had a wonderful habit of sitting on your feet and licking your hand. Next was a fluffy cross, he was run over, outside, only a year old. We nearly adopted a Springer spaniel however, he was huge, and straight away told them no thanks.
After that came or last dog which died of old age this February just gone. A patterdale terrier, with a beautiful black coat with a fawn undercoat, we fell for him straight away from the rest of the litter. A friend of a friend invited us from the footie club, and we paid a very reasonable price for such a pedigree.
The FiL always spoiled him and even though I trained him and walked, fed and cleaned him, the FiL, could be seen with him most of the day. When the FiL died, two years ago, the dog would look for him, and would look lost when he couldn't smell him anymore. And our Benjie, could smell the kids, the grandkids, before they came into the front garden gate.
It was 2004, when he was weened and we could take him home. Which was nineteen years.
I found him, close to the FiLs chair, in the front room.
I couldn't find it in myself to have a replacement for him.
 
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Estragements happen, perhaps because some idea of motivation is imputed to a perfectly innocent action.
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I fully agree @lindisfel and the whole thing somehow gets compounded, like the inevitable train crash you are watching, leaving you, the innocent bystander, powerless ....

We cannot control others' perceptions and thoughts, but from my point of perception/view I just wish there was something reasonable I can do about it.

I have done the giving the other person the space they needed (and this has lasted some years now), but the whole thing has suddenly gathered momentum, and that person has now encompassed a wider group of people into this convoluted mess.
 
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My sister cut me off over her religion, there was absolutely nothing Marjorie and I could do about it.
It was only when she got demented and could still recognised Marjorie and I, she still recognised us and didn't recognise her husband!

She laughed at me when we went to see her and because she didn't know who he was, I said he has been your husband over fifty years!
She said are you joking our D.

Its a strange world we live in, and she was sane enough to be entranced by our grandson when he was small when my daughter visited with him as a small child.
Our family were her only living blood relatives, they left him something in their will.

I always spoke to her when she pressed the button labelled with my name on the phone.
One day she rang me six times .

My b.i.l. behaved like an idiot. She frequently was taken on trips to search for her mother, she went to the council house we lived, he waited in the car in the road and let her go to the women at the house see if her mother was inside? She was let all round the house to see if mother was there.

One time she rang me to say a man was taking tyres off my dad's car.
She said don't be stupid our D.
I had tried to explain how long ago they died, she didn't believe me and she soon forgot.

We put together a folder of all the pictures we could find of her family and he put it away and it wasn't available to her and we never saw it subsequently.
She was a lost soul searching for her past that she had shunned I tried to be as kind as I could
I am sorry to say I shed no tears when she died.
She's in God's hands
D.
 
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Good morning everyone on one of those “why are you up so early” starts here in the dark and dangerous north. Laying in bed, wide awake at 5am. Still, it was beautifully quiet so I decided to take advantage of that, got up and made some tea. Still quiet at 0700 - delicious. Spoke to my next youngest sibling yesterday. It’s been about 5 months. Always good to catch up and check that we are each both still breathing . Offspring have asked what I would like for Christmas. Peace and quiet are off the cards as are stopping the destruction of the planet and banning the sale of nylon sheets but a new pair of slippers might be nice - ones with a heel and a firm sole so I can wander about in the garden in them. And insulated of course. Art bit, another scraping of paint but this time with an expired British Legion membership card. I hope you can decide that today is a good day and that you can see some beauty in it. I have finished my koffy so might just make another.

 
JohnEGreen said:
6.5 today.
My father was estranged from his family and for that reason I had no contact with them to this day I have never met any of his side of the family something I regret immensely.
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Sorry to read that. Two of my cousins had a similar experience. When their father died they did some research and now have good contact with several family members from that side of their family.
 
This art bit is marvellous @dunelm

I hope you get an amazing pair of slippers!!!!
 
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