my so-called life

We took our dog, Ginger, to get her blood sugar level checked last week- actually, it's her fructosamine level which indicates how well her diabetes is under control or not under control. A good fructosamine level is between 280 - 340. Since we've moved to Canton in April, Ginger's fructosamine level has been above 450. The results of her last test were 700ish. It should be going down, not up. Every time we've had her tested, the Vet has increased the amount of insulin we give her, and every time we've increased it, her fructosamine level has gone up instead of down. We have to take her to the vet tomorrow for a full-day exam. I'm hoping we can get this under control. She still takes walks with us and trots around. She crosses her legs when she lies down. She sleeps way more than she used to these days. Her sniffer still works even though her eyes don't. She can find food or something that's had food on it or ever even thought of being food in a split second. Yesterday, she walked out of our living room with the lid to the trash can stuck around her neck where she'd stuck her head through it to find out what was in the trash can. She's a good old girl.

We went to the YMCA tonight, and it was packed. I opted to just do cardio instead of it taking forever to go through my weights. I rarely have to wait to use a weight machine, but I guess the New Years resolutionists came out in force tonight. I'm so thankful that we started our road to better health in August instead of waiting until the new year to get motivated.

I finished watching the last episode of "My So Called Life" (MSCL) while I was on the elliptical machine. The Y has a tv and dvd player at every cardio machine. I've been watching MSCL since we started working out as I do cardio. That show is my all-time favorite tv show. It only lasted one season, which is typical of any show I really enjoy (other than Survivor, Amazing Race, and 24). "Freaks and Geeks" was another of my one-season favorites. It was about being in high school in the 80's, which was sooo me.

Memories of being a teenager in the 80's:

• wearing pink leg warmers to school over my jeans, even though it wasn't cold outside
• Michael Jackson was cool
• Prince was not over-the-top weird and was still considered cool (or at least I liked him)
• Loverboy and the red leather pants one of the members of the band wore, along with a headband if I remember correctly
• headbands were cool
• having to wait until I was 12 to get my ears pierced for the first time
• Members Only jackets (I had a fake one)
• only rich people had computers in their homes
• Pong and Atari
• Frogger, Centipede, Pacman, Galaga (my personal favorite)
• Rubix Cube
• skateboards were for riding around on and getting from one friend's house to another on your street, not for tricks and riding down railings
• Yard of the Month awards in our neighborhood
• no stadium seating in movie theaters, it costs $4 to go to a movie, there were still $1 theaters in every town
• Drive-In theaters
• cussing was hardly ever heard on tv, and the bleep you here now, sometimes every 3 seconds on some shows, was rarely heard at all
• after midnight, there would be nothing on tv except the national anthem and an American flag
• I would rather die than miss going to the skating rink on Friday nights, and getting asked to "couples" skate was a huge highlight
• wearing a comb at all times in your back pocket. I had one that said, "If you can read this, you're too close" and that's no joke

So there's the evidence that I wasn't all that cool in the 80's, even though I sure thought I was, at times anyway. I wish I would have spent way more time trying to impress God than I did my peers. God sure must have laughed at me and thought I was really silly sometimes. I'm so glad he still loves me anyway.