Did Statins Help?
Pardon if this is riddled with typos but it's 2:30am. I got my lipid blood test results back yesterday. I'm going to assume heading into perimenopause years shot my numbers up because nothing has changed food wise (though stress wise it's been astronomical the past few years which apparently contributes as well). A reminder, I was at 264 at the beginning of December and my shuck and jive speech to get my shit together didn't land well with her. After a talk with my bestie who is on them convinced me (us) with her experience, I relented and agreed to go on them. After almost 4 months on a 10mg dose (the lowest dose available), I'm at 184. So, I guess they work. 😂 I will also say this is with zero dietary changes and a pretty scattered workout schedule the past two months. I hope in time when all of the projects are done and we are finally able to focus on ourselves that I can eventually go off of them with hard work. I'm pleased with...
When I first noticed how much I loved the fall as a kid, it was when I was in 8th grade and I was playing football for my school. Except, the days I loved most were actually the "bye weeks" (we did not call them that back then) because I was able to enjoy my Saturday in the fall the way it was before I was kind of forced into playing football - watching Saturday morning cartoons, walking outside and enjoying the crisp fall air and smelling the smells that fall brings. I remember just appreciating what I was missing out on because of being in football. Can you tell I didn't like playing? It wouldn't be until after my freshman year of HS that I finally took a stand and quit football and told my parents I was forming a rock band. That went over well (enough).
ReplyDeleteAs a child I loved planning and then making my Halloween costume. There were no purchased costumes in my household, it was all about your own creativity with maybe a trip to the local thrift store for components and to the local drug store/department store for makeup.
ReplyDeleteAs an adult I look forward to the local scarecrow and pumpkin people festivals. As a part of the local scarecrow festival they used to have a lit pumpkin walk where you could view some amazing carved pumpkins lit up at night. But it has gone down hill in the last few years, people got tired of volunteering and no one new stepped in to help. I also now love picking out and carving my own pumpkins. I'm not good enough to include a pumpkin in the walk, but I love figuring out what I want to carve and then trying to execute it. I usually carve two or three before each Halloween.
The main memories I have are the walks to the bus stop for school. I loved how dark it was in the mornings, and I loved when the leaves were damp and the skies a bit dreary on my walks home. There was a "cozy" feel to me, like I was being wrapped in a hug in a sense. In my late teens I remember listening to Yanni on the boombox making crafts with a candle lit. It's something about the lighting outside that just invoked a calmness in me. It's probably why I tend to like the rainy non-sunny days now.
ReplyDeletePicking out a pumpkin and then carving it at home! I also loved picking apples from my Grandma's apple tree.
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