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Mental Breaks...
By coolgranny in The Paradox of Long Lives
August 14, 2009

Sometimes blogging serves one important purpose for me. I get a break from the physical and mental responsibilities of my life. I have to be honest. I am a worrier, and have the meds to prove it. When worry overcomes me, I become so dysfunctional that I have been known to actually lose days. The doctor fixed that recently by upping the thyroid medications, and for a while I am truly lucid. I also have this amazing energy again which is not always a good thing for me. My brain works a tad faster than my muscles, and this month has involved three falls that left me baffled each time. The hub compounds this aggravation with constant calls to see if I am OK. I always think, if I wasn't OK, how could I answer the phone? His rebuttal would be, "carry the cell phone at all times."

I recently had the lifeline screening done and did find out that my bones are in good shape. I could have told them that. I also found out that I am a high risk for the cardiovascular diseases. I knew that too. Worry can kill you.

The doc did find a way for me to take the cholesterol medications that have sometimes left me paralyzed in the morning. I would literally have to move my leg out of bed with my arms to get going. Once moving, I was fine. Weird but true. For a while I just thought I was going crazy. Doc said to take CoQ10 for two weeks and then start on the new RX. It detoxifies the body and gets rid of whatever build up is caused by the statins. One more solution found for medical mysteries.

Preacher was talking about bad stuff happening to good people, and the questioning that afflicts people during these hard times. I have come to the conclusion that God doesn't give me more than I can handle, and gives me solutions if I just take the time to stop and ask for the help. I recently solved some issues concerning my mom by making a few phone calls to relatives who deal with her issues every day. I took notes, and then had a heart to heart with my mom. I also got some issues out of the way for whenever she does pass away. I hope she has another 10 years, but who knows. She's ready to go now, but we aren't ready to say goodbye yet. Love does that to most folks when it concerns attachments.

I am always thankful for the nap times of life, the times when everything is going fine. They are usually not long periods of time, but refreshing just the same. I am able to take care of the business of life and death after these peaceful times. I guess if we live long enough, we learn to be thankful for the quiet times, just to be energized enough to handle the next challenge that life deals us.

Sometimes, I have to rely on the hub to make decisions that help simplify my life. At this point, I am thankful that he will just say,"stop, let's get through this first." He's right. Sometimes, I try to stay "too busy," so I won't have to think. When I am doing, my mind stays engaged in the project, and it doesn't wander into the worry zone. Now, the worry wart is wondering what the point of this blog was. Sometimes, I just blog to review the fleeting thoughts of every day life.