08 February 2006

Half-baked musings of the day

The War in Iraq
I’ve generally been supportive of Bush in the war with Iraq. I don’t agree with everything about it, but I recognize that there are a lot of things he is taking into account that I am not. I admit it hasn’t been on my mind a lot in its first few years. It just seems so distant. That all changed a couple of weeks ago when my brother was deployed to Baghdad. It’s personal now. I don’t know how I feel about it. There’s a part of me that’s overwhelmed by what I don’t know. Most of me just wants him home and out of harm’s way. It’s harder to support the war now that I have tangible stakes in it.

Hypoglycemia
I was diagnosed with hypoglycemia at the end of August. I’ve been in denial (cautious in what I eat, but in denial all the same), and it hasn’t been affecting me all that much anyway. Until the past couple of weeks. So I decided to look a little more into what it is. Check out some of these symptoms: hunger, nervousness, perspiration, shakiness, dizziness, light-headedness, sleepiness, confusion, difficulty speaking, and feeling anxious or weak. Dude! That’s exactly what I’ve been experiencing off and on for years. All this time I just figured I was a freak of nature. Good to know there’s another label for it.

The best thing all day
So I attended ice cream night yesterday with the ever-growing group of Baskin Robbins aficionados. Because I’ve got sugar issues (see above), I brought carrots and broccoli to snack on. It doesn’t bother me to watch people eating as long as I have something to munch as well. Anyhow, there was a newcomer from the neighborhood who came with us last night. She didn’t want ice cream, either, so we chatted a bit while the others ordered. Hypoglycemia came up. Then everyone else arrived with their ice cream and hilarity ensued (as it always does with this particular group). Anyhow, tonight the newcomer came by my house with a card and a bag of string cheese. I guess she knows hypoglycemics are supposed to snack frequently on high-protein foods, so she brought some for me. I was so touched by her thoughtfulness. I almost cried. Nice people rock.

2 comments:

FeatherSky said...

I sure wish we lived closer. I'd come over and eat cheese and big hunks of beef jerky with you all the time :)

Here's a cyper cheese stick to make you feel good:

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It's been hard for my mind to adjust to D being in Iraq. I guess since I don't know him very well, and generally only talk to him once a year, it hasn't really felt like anything is different, but we pray for him every night now anyway. I wonder if he's being sincere about his safety in his email, or if he's putting on a brave face so that we won't worry.

mightybob said...

Feather Sky, Thanks for the cyber cheese stick. It was delicious ;)! I think D really feels safe there. But then, he does have an invincibility complex. I hope you're feeling better. Rumor has it you were doing pretty icky this weekend.

Brock, thanks for being a nice person. You rock, too.

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