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Observations

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Feeling dog-tired one recent Sunday evening, I shut down my computer and was just about to change into my jammies and crawl into bed when the phone began to ring.

Typically when the phone rings at that time of night, it isn't for a good reason.

My heart started to beat rapidly and I hesitated before picking up the receiver.

I checked the caller ID and answered it when I realized it was a dear friend of mine.

Immediately I could tell that she was upset and that something was very, very wrong.

She proceeded to tell me that her child had overdosed - again.

Saturday, April 12, 2014

About a week or so after writing the column on my diabetes, I received an email from our lifestyle editor that there was a piece of mail for me that was delivered to the Times News.

I was a little nervous at first, automatically going the negative route and thinking it was some sort of hate mail stemming from another previous story, but being the type of person who loves surprises, I couldn't wait to see what was waiting for me.

When I retrieved the item from Karen, I immediately opened it to find a handwritten card along with some other smaller, informational items.

Saturday, April 5, 2014

I read a story the other day that I felt was worth sharing.

A gentleman suffering from type 2 diabetes recently went to a Brooklyn movie theater to view "Divergent."

Unable to eat any of the high fat and high calorie snacks offered by the theater, the man chose to bring in a small container of strawberries to munch on while he enjoyed the film.

He paid a whopping $12 for his ticket and was then told that he had to throw away his strawberries.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

When life gives you pasta ...

Some days, things get to be pretty busy at the office.

I find myself getting a little bit frustrated when my already long "to do" list is taken over by nonstop phone calls, walk-ins and an unrelenting barrage of e-mails.

Wednesday was one of those days and it was so busy that I never got to take my lunch break, which I was going to utilize to pick up my prescription from Wal-Mart.

Even with working through lunch, I ended up having to stay later than usual to finish up some additional tasks before calling it a day.

Saturday, March 22, 2014

My granddaughter was diagnosed around 6 months of age as having optic nerve hypoplasia.

While the condition can come with many symptoms and problems, the most obvious was the inability for her to control the movement of her one eye.

To look at her, it always appeared that her right eye was looking to her far right.

The condition was even more prominent when she became tired almost concealing her iris and pupil in its entirety.

Saturday, March 15, 2014

A few years ago I was diagnosed with Type II Diabetes.

A high blood pressure diagnosis soon followed.

At first I was on one pill to control my sugar; however after a couple of years, an additional medication was introduced.

I had periods of time where I dieted and exercised, but I always became so frustrated when I would never see a reduction on the scale and would manage somehow to experience some type of injury. Every. Single. Time.

First it was my arm.

I went through physical therapy as prescribed, but to this day, it still isn't right.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Hate.

It's a strong word that we all have used in our lives.

I can remember being a little kid who was hurt and angry with the five girls who bullied or assaulted me on a daily basis and screaming "I hate you!" at the top of my lungs to them.

To this day I absolutely hate peanut butter.

If given the choice, I would rather starve to death than eat peanut butter.

In the 1828 version of Noah Webster's Dictionary of the English Language, hate is defined as: To dislike greatly; to have a great aversion to.

Saturday, March 1, 2014

I have always been a planner and a saver.

Being raised on rather modest means, I learned at a very young age the value of a dollar, how to stretch it, and the importance of saving for a rainy day, of which I have had many throughout my life.

I was taught the difference between want and need and have lived that way as long as I can remember.

I have endured the jokes by my children of being cheap, along with the guilt trips about how their friends have all of the coolest and latest gadgets and clothing styles, while they "suffered" without.

Saturday, February 22, 2014

While escorting my youngest daughter and her boyfriend to a romantic Valentine's Day dinner at McDonalds last Friday, I found myself to be the source of much amusement to them and several people waiting in the drive-through line when I suddenly stumbled and nearly fell upon stepping up to the curb.

Immediately following the near-fall, I looked up at the teens who turned their heads away from me and struggled to restrain their laughter.

"Nice," I thought to myself.

This wasn't the first time that my "baby" laughed at me for taking a tumble.

Saturday, February 15, 2014

One of the fringe benefits of having friends who are "foodies" is you get to partake in many kinds of delectable delicacies as part of any regular association with said friends.

I have always been a rather picky eater; however, over the past few years, and thanks to my foodie friends, I have tried and come to like many different types of food that I otherwise would have wrinkled my nose at when something different was presented to me.

I have one friend in particular who enjoys creating huge spreads, just as much as he does eating them.