Hi Sol. Happy to hear you're doing so well. We do have a general chat section. It's the Odds and Ends pages. I usually keep up somewhat with the Nutrition, Odds and Ends, and Research, well not 'keep up', but at least read what interests me. In research we're having an interesting (to me) chat on ancient bread making, in response to a research paper testing the effects on Einkorn wheat on celiacs. There were no ill effects on them for the length of the test, which wasn't so very long.
Last night, while sitting with my legs up in a recliner, I noticed that my lower right leg, below the calf, is larger than the left. I looked at it, got up and walked around and looked at it, and was convinced that it was. I asked my husband to look at it - he said he didn't see any difference. So I got a tape measure and measured it, twice. It's smaller. I measured the calves. Smaller. That's impossible.
The circulation in my right leg is very low, very bad. The doctor says I'll loose that leg if I don't walk. I haven't been walking because 1) I'm too weak, 2) It's too hot. etc. Yesterday I was going to go to the gym to walk and lift weights but it was too hot and I got too involved in this site - too involved to eat breakfast. I had breakfast at 2pm and dinner at 6. I have got to get on a more steady schedule.
So last night my heart was racing from fear; Oh my God, no right leg. This morning when I got up I went walking and walked around the block, 1.5 miles. Never thought I could do that. Fear is useful. Tonight I'll do it again - if it's not too hot.
I'm scheduled to quit smoking on 7/22 when the class starts. I have the Wellbutin pills and an inhaler they prescribed. That's going to be really hard, I've smoked for 53 years - thumbed my nose at the doctors and enjoyed it. Now it may cost me my right leg.
After that, maybe 6 months, next I'll work on learning to sleep without prescription aids. Doctors gave them to me in response to a mild complaint of insomnia and now I'm addicted to them. Can't sleep without them. It seems to me that, after retirement, doctors will give me anything I ask for - maybe on the idea that the elderly have a short remaining life span so it doesn't matter. Before they gave me the pills I slept very well, it just took about 1 hour to get to sleep. I'm jealous because it takes my husband no more than 10 minutes. So I complained. I sure wish I hadn't.
Have a good day.