tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22863658581575010842024-03-13T22:54:33.379-07:00Ruth Ann's ReflectionsRuth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-90645360978847852132014-08-30T14:04:00.001-07:002014-08-30T14:04:46.626-07:00A Cleansing Experience!It's been a very long time since I've posted here - more than 5 years long! But I have this blog; I remembered how to get to it; and I've got something to say. <br />
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I've decided to be more proactive with my health. It all started with my hip! For several years, every time I went to the doctor, I'd say something about my leg or my hip bothering me. It usually didn't "hurt" and when I'd say that, the response would be something to the effect of we are all getting older. Finally one day I went to the doctor and said, "My hip hurts and my knee makes grating noises when I go up stairs." Magic words! "My knee makes grating noises"! So an x-ray was ordered to look at my knee and since I was doing that, they might as well look at my hip also. Fast forward a couple of weeks to get the results. My knee was bone on bone and my hip was worse! I needed a hip replacement.<br />
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Already I was beginning to be more proactive. I didn't want to go to the next doctor on the referral list. So I did a lot of research. I discovered that, almost without exception, everyone thinks the doctor who did their surgery is the best - unless they had problems. So I researched some more and narrowed it down to a couple of choices. One was in Sacramento. He was rated in the top 10 hip replacements doctors in the US. The other was a doctor in Reno who was recommended by a relative who is head of the PT department in a Reno hospital. I would have to wait several months for an appointment, but he was worth the wait! <br />
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So I decided to get a second opinion first. I knew I couldn't go with the Sacramento doctor for a number of reasons: I'd have to stay near to Sacramento for 6 weeks; get a Sacramento GP to follow me while in the hospital; and he didn't accept our insurance! I couldn't wrap my brain around being gone for 6 weeks and paying out of pocket for the surgery, but I did want to know what he said. So while I was waiting 4 months for my appointment in Reno, I made an appointment in Sacramento. (It only took a couple of weeks!) I'm very glad I went to him. By this time I had developed a limp. He showed me my x-rays and pointed out what was going on in them - here's where your knee is bone on bone; see there's nothing left in your hip joint; and you have a scoliosis in your lower back! He confirmed that I did need a hip replacement. And, by the way, you should be using a cane! The most interesting part of the visit for me was the pain assessment. When he asked what my pain level was, I replied that it was probably a 3. He then told me I was incorrect and that my pain level was at least an 8 and probably a 9! I feel (or register) pain differently than most people. So if I think I'm hurting, I'm REALLY hurting! <br />
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First step in my campaign to be more proactive is to emphasize how I'm feeling!<br />
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Recently I read, and was inspired by, a friend's bog post about her taking steps to become more proactive with her health. I started thinking that I was past due for a colonoscopy and my doctor hadn't mentioned anything about scheduling one. (Come to think about it, I'm the one who suggested my first one!) So I suggested that I was overdue for one. It seems that I can't get one in Susanville these days. No one does them locally. So I had to go to Reno to get one. I didn't take the time to research GI docs in Reno, but my doctor referred me to his GI doc. I decided that was an okay recommendation. <br />
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When they scheduled me for August 29th, I didn't take into consideration that it was the day after our anniversary. I decided that there was no way I was going to drive to Reno in the midst of a colon prep so that is why we spent our 43rd anniversary in a hotel in Reno. In thinking about it I decided that I didn't really want to spend a lot of money on a hotel room that I knew I wasn't going to enjoy. So we ended up with a relatively inexpensive room at Circus Circus. <br />
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Let me tell you about the bathroom in our room - since that is where I spent most of my time! It was the biggest bathroom I've seen in a hotel room. The toilet was in the middle of the back wall. If I leaned really far to the left, I could just touch the bathtub. If I leaned really far to the right, I could touch the sink counter. If I extended my left leg, I could reach the wall with my foot, My right foot touched only air because the room got bigger for the doorway. And the toilet was very low! It was only slightly more comfortable than squatting - and only slightly easier to get up from! I am very thankful for my ADA compliant toilet at home!<br />
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The prep for my procedure started several days before when I had to stop taking my fish oil supplements. Then 2 days before I had to stop eating "beans, corn, tomatoes, cucumber, nuts or foods containing seeds such as poppy, sesame, or sunflower." Of course everything I wanted to eat had one of those things in it and I was already feeling deprived! The morning of our anniversary started my clear liquid diet. I could have Jello, Popsicles, broth, sports drinks, clear juices, sodas, and water, but not anything that was red, purple, green, or dark, or had any pulp. Do you know it's almost impossible to buy Popsicles that aren't red, purple or green? So basically my diet was lemon jello (yuck!) and chicken broth (because beef broth is dark!). Not very satisfying! And be sure to drink 8 oz of clear liquids every hour! <br />
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We left for Reno a little after noon so we could be checked into our room in time to begin the "real" prep. At 3 pm take 2 laxatives with a glass of water. Between 5:30 and 6:30 pm drink 32 oz of specially enhanced Gatorade! At 9 pm take another 2 laxatives. Then try to get some sleep! Every time I made a mover towards the bed, other things started moving and I was back on the toilet! Finally after midnight things started slowing down and I was able to make it to the bed and even get a couple hours of sleep. Then at 2:15 am my alarm went off. I had to drink another 32 oz of specially enhanced Gatorade between 2:30 and 3:30 am. And after 4:30 I couldn't have anything! <br />
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Then throw in the mini-feud between my hip doc and my GI guy! GI guy says don't take any antibiotics prior to the procedure because the latest guidelines say it's not necessary! Instructions from hip doc say I need to take 2 grams of Amoxicillin 1 hour prior to dental work or GI procedures. A couple of weeks ago when I saw my hip doc, <i> </i>I asked how long I had to continue to take an antibiotic before visiting the dentist. He told me all my life unless he sends me a notice telling me differently. At that time I didn't think to ask about colonoscopies! Anyway I made the mistake of calling my GI guy's office and saying I needed to take the antibiotic and would be needing a couple of sips of water to do so! Nurse on the phone was very upset. You can't do that! GI guy doesn't want that and it's not necessary. So now I call hip doc's office to ask specifically about a colonoscopy and am told that I NEED to take the antibiotic. Then about the time things have started moving, GI guy nurse calls and wants to know who my hip doc is and tells me GI guy isn't happy that another doc is trying to interfere with his work. And don't take the antibiotic! After consulting with my pharmacist husband, we decide that I will take the antibiotic. I like and trust my hip doc and haven't even met GI guy yet!<br />
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I should also talk a little about the Tush Wipes included in my prep kit. That's what they are called! I received 5 individually wrapped, one time use Tush Wipes! Five! What do you do with 5 Tush Wipes considering I spent 8 hours on the toilet? Ration them very carefully! You don't want to use them too soon or you won't have any left when you really need them. On the other hand you don't want to have any left over and regret not using them. In the end it turns out I didn't do a very good job of rationing them. In the early hours of the morning, I thought I was going to have some left over. Then more waves hit and I was out of them much sooner than I wished! Really! 10 would have been a better number to include. Or I should have thought of going to drugstore and getting some for myself - along with some Depends!<br />
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Maybe I should mention the people in the room next door to us. I don't think they slept at all during the entire time we were there. They probably went to sleep about the time we checked out at 8 am. Every time their door opened, it sounded to me like our door was opening and it opened at least 4 or 5 times every hour all through the night! And people knocked on the door all night long also. And it sounded like they were knocking on our door. And by this time I'm sitting in the nude! Even though I brought extra underwear in case of an oops or two, I didn't bring enough! If I had brought every pair I own, it wouldn't have been enough! I was praying there wouldn't be a fire alarm!<br />
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Morning finally arrives, we check out, and I'm ready to check in for my procedure with my reams of paperwork. The girl at the desk asks in a very perky voice, "How are you this morning?" How am I this morning?! Tired! Hungry! Thirsty! My back hurts from sitting on that low, uncomfortable toilet most of the night! My legs hurt from trying to get up off that low, uncomfortable toilet! My head aches from worrying that the people next door would actually find a way into our room. I'm anxious about the procedure and meeting GI guy! And my bum is raw and bleeding! So I answer, "uh, okay." Then she looks up at me and says "That was a foolish question. You are tired, hungry, and nervous." I said, "You forgot the part about my bum being raw and bleeding."<br />
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Then I get taken into the back where I get asked lots more questions and finally meet GI guy. It turns out that I like him and he didn't give me any trouble at all over taking the antibiotic. He asked if this was my first colonoscopy or if I've had one before. When I said I had had one, he asked what it was like. I told him that I remember saying "umph!" a lot and hearing "give her another one plus one" and that I was told I had sharp corners and I didn't really wake up for a day and a half. He told his assistant that he would be using a pediatric colonoscope on me. The assistant looked at me and all my bulk and raised his eyebrows as if to ask, "Pediatric?" and GI guy said, "yes, pediatric!"<br />
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It took two tries to get an IV in me because it had to be in my right arm. My left arm has much better veins.<br />
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I remember less about this procedure than I do my previous one and I woke up much more easily this time around. GI guy spoke to Fred because "I wouldn't really remember what he said anyway." and it's true. I don't remember a lot of what he said although I do remember him saying that, yes, I do have sharp corners! However he gave me (through Fred) a wonderful, informative set of discharge instructions with photos! It contains things like take it easy and don't drive or make important decisions for 24 hours; resume my regular medications and diet - except I now need to be sure and eat a high fiber diet and take fiber supplements of my choice! <br />
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Results: "Multiple non-bleeding diverticula were seen in the sigmoid colon and descending colon. Diverticulosis appeared to be of moderate severity. A single flat 10 mm polyp of benign appearance was found in the proximal sigmoid colon at 35 cm . A piece-meal polypectomy was performed using a cold snare in the proximal sigmoid colon. The polyp was completely removed."<br />
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Recommendations: Besides the high fiber diet "Recall procedure pending pathology results with pediatric colonoscope under Propofol." <span style="font-size: large;"><b>You mean I have to go though all this again?!</b></span><br />
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I really wish I could remember more of what GI guy said afterwards! I remember him saying that I should have follow-up procedure done more frequently than the currently recommended 10 years because of my diverticulosis (which I didn't know I had!) and the presence of a polyp - even if it is benign. I think he said something about every 3 years. And he said something about why he would use Propofol next time instead of Fentanyl and Versed. I wish I could remember! Even though the experience wasn't one I want to repeat, I'm glad I listened to the voice telling me I should do it. <br />
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What's next in my attempt to become more proactive? I think I'm going to see if I can find a dietician to work with me on planning a high fiber, low calorie menu. That should help prevent my diverticulosis from becoming diverticulitis; make it easier to recover when I decide it's time for knee replacements; and put less strain on my back so I won't have to have back surgery in the near future.<br />
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<br />Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-2584383876788503122009-05-05T11:10:00.000-07:002009-05-05T11:13:05.482-07:00I'm home!No pictures right now, but I'm home from my cruise. I had a great time! I even held an alligator while on my Florida Everglades Safari. <br /><br />I also got a chance to visit with Catherine, Jay and Paxton for a little while. Paxton sure is growing up.Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-69208336772548454422009-02-06T14:09:00.001-08:002009-02-06T14:18:02.305-08:00Day 37<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTZHgQ3hNvRvioC6C7IewR9dCZIThPWNM_CYWZTmi1QQJZxz_OUQPK3uq8t2Y1kKcGq3HUWB3JmpuJkdkjPQSgbVq95QWxlZePUp1RI_AtorDpfwQX3qPYi1VH0HLzeYnuVZRrQ02cXe3X/s1600-h/DSC01999.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299811577681577650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTZHgQ3hNvRvioC6C7IewR9dCZIThPWNM_CYWZTmi1QQJZxz_OUQPK3uq8t2Y1kKcGq3HUWB3JmpuJkdkjPQSgbVq95QWxlZePUp1RI_AtorDpfwQX3qPYi1VH0HLzeYnuVZRrQ02cXe3X/s200/DSC01999.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Today I spent 15 minutes riding Fred's bike. I put 4.3 miles on it. That's nothing compared to what Fred does. He rides 100 miles per week. But I think it's pretty good for me - especially considering I haven't done any sort of exercise for years!</div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-77239562054607935172009-02-05T19:05:00.001-08:002009-02-05T19:12:36.939-08:00Day 36<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIEtUTE_5CteMd-Zb6uJZdBK50unWUUkA5H5Zdc4oPFVsxf86c19loCklZeuT-WWMkX5JQ8r6aCplkZSUXbPQ0ID8E9wUr3i-x0sOOdPH3odRznCEO2SjAvCUQHb63pnB3W6PNAO2Svdfk/s1600-h/DSC01996.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299516772344896194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIEtUTE_5CteMd-Zb6uJZdBK50unWUUkA5H5Zdc4oPFVsxf86c19loCklZeuT-WWMkX5JQ8r6aCplkZSUXbPQ0ID8E9wUr3i-x0sOOdPH3odRznCEO2SjAvCUQHb63pnB3W6PNAO2Svdfk/s320/DSC01996.JPG" border="0" /></a> My February flag. I think it suits the season very well. I love the patterns and the colors.Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-79386837682335559562009-02-04T19:03:00.001-08:002009-02-04T19:11:41.509-08:00Day 35<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr9oavCA4R16IR6M8tiom2OXJcwzVxqzgt93TtFQa5LTSyRn3y1koRJPTEytyc1v5EgMp4NT0B0ssLGTYSM6How_tbBEQu59B5JZoiikjHAklhTb46G_hpb0yJzGjIkYVz9DNaesqj_yNP/s1600-h/DSC01553.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299144291912156370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr9oavCA4R16IR6M8tiom2OXJcwzVxqzgt93TtFQa5LTSyRn3y1koRJPTEytyc1v5EgMp4NT0B0ssLGTYSM6How_tbBEQu59B5JZoiikjHAklhTb46G_hpb0yJzGjIkYVz9DNaesqj_yNP/s320/DSC01553.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />I'm going on the Club Scrap 10th Anniversary Cruise the end of April. I decided that I needed a swimming suit. I haven't had one for 20 years and it hasn't been a problem for me. BUT . . . . I haven't gone a cruise either! I found one I thought I liked and ordered it. It came today. It fits and I'm keeping it. It has a skirt which hides some of my figure flaws. This is about as stylish as I get.Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-47342212301978465052009-02-04T18:55:00.001-08:002009-02-04T19:03:11.704-08:00Day 34<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDHZrTFZCuBvszbYSZm7HVldKoep9JUUsPi51WUupi0FD-7fHmiBRHDNG1p3swEEq8KZDKYQITs_C2kJuFlyqPtKIjolIcaq5u8GjlqOroGv1eRFVZzHo1shS515qH3_ziPz2bUOQN6Pe1/s1600-h/DSC01551.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299142159765721298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDHZrTFZCuBvszbYSZm7HVldKoep9JUUsPi51WUupi0FD-7fHmiBRHDNG1p3swEEq8KZDKYQITs_C2kJuFlyqPtKIjolIcaq5u8GjlqOroGv1eRFVZzHo1shS515qH3_ziPz2bUOQN6Pe1/s320/DSC01551.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>After work today we went to Reno. We had dinner at the Hacienda Restaurant. It's a very nice, relatively inexpensive, authentically Mexican restaurant. Many of the diners were very excited because the governor of Nevada was eating dinner there. Me? No big deal. I don't live in Nevada and I couldn't even tell you the governor's name! Now if it were the governor of California, I'd probably be craning my neck to see if it really was true.</div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-23365741716245705362009-02-02T21:38:00.000-08:002009-02-02T21:48:41.066-08:00Day 33<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipHHNo6vWOjv2l87pfKTYlEbn7egmcbDTvuytsHSI7TszyAGzev-hXI0Lh4p0DBGNvAIMUCIQV6XyPz8_rIe4-b_3-KCWR-sDPRWuDxnnyAZ1dlW9oHLQPP3Jv4EksXpiDvzQNhXVxk2NK/s1600-h/DSC01994.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298442000925068882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipHHNo6vWOjv2l87pfKTYlEbn7egmcbDTvuytsHSI7TszyAGzev-hXI0Lh4p0DBGNvAIMUCIQV6XyPz8_rIe4-b_3-KCWR-sDPRWuDxnnyAZ1dlW9oHLQPP3Jv4EksXpiDvzQNhXVxk2NK/s320/DSC01994.JPG" border="0" /></a> When I got home from work this afternoon there were lots of quail in our yard. When I approached them so I could get a better picture, they scattered. So instead of a photo of many quail in our front yard, I have a photo of one of the quail in the street in front of our yard. Years and years ago before our home was built when we lived across the street, I frequently observed flocks of quail congregated on this property. This reminded me of what I used to see on an almost daily basis. I had also forgotten the noises they make.<br /><br />This photo reminds me of the book, "Don't Let the Quail Drive the Bus!"Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-64639719270944371252009-02-02T21:32:00.001-08:002009-02-02T21:38:06.253-08:00Day 32<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqaPUOULQ9d_mSuL9-XLxPm62T_Mt9XFvEIgdELW8SB_q2lFEGrEPmGVk4jmgctLo88tSsy1U48WlzzPwfdDK67H1hot0GrMh-iZn9ITjKYcgGp2UqvbQYYxcHC9L3RgM5qsKc5oRrMom9/s1600-h/DSC01550.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298440238614799730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqaPUOULQ9d_mSuL9-XLxPm62T_Mt9XFvEIgdELW8SB_q2lFEGrEPmGVk4jmgctLo88tSsy1U48WlzzPwfdDK67H1hot0GrMh-iZn9ITjKYcgGp2UqvbQYYxcHC9L3RgM5qsKc5oRrMom9/s320/DSC01550.JPG" border="0" /></a> Many years ago I thought it would be a great idea to have a tablecloth for each month. I never quite realized that goal, but I did make a February tablecloth. I always enjoy being able to put it on the table. It is much brighter than what I would usually pick, but it's a nice change. My Pampered Chef "From the Heart" trivets are also on the table.<br /><div></div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-54535885711927487032009-02-02T21:25:00.001-08:002009-02-02T21:31:59.519-08:00Day 31<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Hc74ikgIuUQY7jY_av7s2_v-vagZOUIvGi6QvM98EZ8YKC96Lqk3ie9aQXOezmG8EliHsFzgY2jqT7knIfg6vNC6HpA-cXLURWmS5EKzizKerFDmlMT0_HTBMta3bCAKVEknSTAq0Vcs/s1600-h/DSC01548.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298438579905443154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Hc74ikgIuUQY7jY_av7s2_v-vagZOUIvGi6QvM98EZ8YKC96Lqk3ie9aQXOezmG8EliHsFzgY2jqT7knIfg6vNC6HpA-cXLURWmS5EKzizKerFDmlMT0_HTBMta3bCAKVEknSTAq0Vcs/s200/DSC01548.JPG" border="0" /></a> We had Eric, Katherine, Owen and Adelaide for dinner. I made Olive Garden Chicken Fettuccine Alfredo and brownies as my contribution for dinner. After dinner Owen and Adelaide took turns playing the piano. Adelaide danced while Owen was playing.<br /><div></div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-30640640556546375382009-02-02T21:16:00.001-08:002009-02-02T21:24:25.272-08:00Day 30<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBambHcsBsPTmh1JSFH-KwSSyaD3kvL9yKow_QCmCjsHucUs6xOsm2tHS-R4-9LmKcmUzOMNXu1rU8-uztUTCt8hYGhhly6l0IhR1bbtoS5UoHgELuYereorpJX6rGA9pjpWmQ4xTF0vC6/s1600-h/DSC01991.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298436146019663666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBambHcsBsPTmh1JSFH-KwSSyaD3kvL9yKow_QCmCjsHucUs6xOsm2tHS-R4-9LmKcmUzOMNXu1rU8-uztUTCt8hYGhhly6l0IhR1bbtoS5UoHgELuYereorpJX6rGA9pjpWmQ4xTF0vC6/s400/DSC01991.JPG" border="0" /></a>For Christmas I received a couple of framed prints for our dining area wall. They are both by Heather Greene, an artist who lives at Lake Almanor. I had seen the snowy trees and really liked it. It really wasn't big enough to fill up the space on the wall so I needed something else. We found the sunset on the lake print, which I think I like even more than the other. We still need some other things for this grouping, but this is a good start.Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-3278950665019839622009-02-02T21:07:00.000-08:002009-02-02T21:15:18.863-08:00Day 29<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvjXIhFLkWIQSWWrOIHQfb2593VqUnhHIiYYjRD9yIPBI7rCQ13TTPILy56Y_UNpZPQIuXGeP7qvVi_54SH05ZK45tfX7lfa1HqKSjW2t4V4kax01C7AkAImgrTtJ982Wb3GMcy8CD1eFv/s1600-h/DSC01990.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298433954548842866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvjXIhFLkWIQSWWrOIHQfb2593VqUnhHIiYYjRD9yIPBI7rCQ13TTPILy56Y_UNpZPQIuXGeP7qvVi_54SH05ZK45tfX7lfa1HqKSjW2t4V4kax01C7AkAImgrTtJ982Wb3GMcy8CD1eFv/s400/DSC01990.JPG" border="0" /></a> In our living room we have a grouping of family photos. In the center frame is a family photo from many years ago. Catherine was just a very little girl then. From the upper left corner going in a "U" shape are Fred and Ruth Ann, Eric and Katherine, Karen and Brent, Kate, Clare, and Catherine and Jay. I just recently got around to updating a couple of the photos.Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-4571199952541346162009-02-02T20:59:00.001-08:002009-02-02T21:05:02.206-08:00Day 28<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqi6Uylj5ddNsCZPsvP73VUOX4PKypnzJaIuAuus2L_aiVDP_TPgKES82vSyr5GQRLTCZGMU51qWztvng4nBWeQDscMYWogSHhrPD3B4rYo9skRbL96vhmVILG6PnaMhbe88RUoMETYXn/s1600-h/DSC01538.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298431834427602034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqi6Uylj5ddNsCZPsvP73VUOX4PKypnzJaIuAuus2L_aiVDP_TPgKES82vSyr5GQRLTCZGMU51qWztvng4nBWeQDscMYWogSHhrPD3B4rYo9skRbL96vhmVILG6PnaMhbe88RUoMETYXn/s200/DSC01538.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Several years ago I made a set of monthly decorations to hang beside my front door. This is January's snowman.</div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-59074059841937426552009-01-27T16:42:00.000-08:002009-01-28T20:36:00.730-08:00Day 27 Jack Frost<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVQ-z7dWWa2c9d-VewKIJIVJjE5tSmLcPskEXzjzXBhMOQ_Gu8LgHz_hI8V47VRSTaN3zdsCeaIXGloIMhntGeIM0MvGajAZISAJiFGt6Adwm-USUOErkSJViGGnQQToprKzji-N3rz8Cn/s1600-h/DSC01546.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296139114529097714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVQ-z7dWWa2c9d-VewKIJIVJjE5tSmLcPskEXzjzXBhMOQ_Gu8LgHz_hI8V47VRSTaN3zdsCeaIXGloIMhntGeIM0MvGajAZISAJiFGt6Adwm-USUOErkSJViGGnQQToprKzji-N3rz8Cn/s320/DSC01546.JPG" border="0" /></a> It was very cold in the night with just the right amount of moisture in the air for making ice crystals on the windshield. This is a view from inside my car. You are probably thinking that I neglected to set the defroster yesterday, but I did. It was so cold and the ice so thick that it didn't melt easily. This is the view of the portion of the windshield above what defrosted. If you look closely, you can see a little spot in the lower right corner where it has been melted. I thought the ice crystals were beautiful. I didn't have to scrape very much and my seat was warm.<br /><div></div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-63055700106950837732009-01-27T16:35:00.001-08:002009-01-27T19:08:05.477-08:00Day 26<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEhERzKvxO8oQ1q_4oPcXIJ6tJ3kBmcbltQRIjiCZTkVeTBVGylfi6FkiiiHMfD2g_yrPSkbWXbRviMjoMbF4XM3wqLGa0W9U_XaCssS_qsncLR6nz6z4jfP_FoZ94tHvDl_hklItonTG8/s1600-h/DSC01544.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296137238281847810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEhERzKvxO8oQ1q_4oPcXIJ6tJ3kBmcbltQRIjiCZTkVeTBVGylfi6FkiiiHMfD2g_yrPSkbWXbRviMjoMbF4XM3wqLGa0W9U_XaCssS_qsncLR6nz6z4jfP_FoZ94tHvDl_hklItonTG8/s320/DSC01544.JPG" border="0" /></a> Another snow day and this shows one of the features of my car that I love - if I remember to do the appropriate things the day before! Maggie has remote start. I can stand at the window in my studio and push the right combination of buttons to start her. If I've left the defroster and seat heater on, I don't have to scrape windows or sit on a cold seat! Of course there is a price to pay for this - the mpg goes way down just sitting in the driveway with the engine on. <div></div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-11197528360516589932009-01-27T16:30:00.001-08:002009-01-27T16:35:09.914-08:00Day 25<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXfq1XbtCJsKqtaxM-AXLX6ANnZAIYj9IvS989J-95zmk8KJMpFrnzx1BknrK6t8i-YMHpU2B1Zi_edTzWJYZRnS1p3hQ4nzyqLcx_lQVc6DxvrMVJ8iTidg2-YHkozj18RCh4Yo5LHutK/s1600-h/DSC01545.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296135969860845890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXfq1XbtCJsKqtaxM-AXLX6ANnZAIYj9IvS989J-95zmk8KJMpFrnzx1BknrK6t8i-YMHpU2B1Zi_edTzWJYZRnS1p3hQ4nzyqLcx_lQVc6DxvrMVJ8iTidg2-YHkozj18RCh4Yo5LHutK/s200/DSC01545.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Snow for the first time in a month! However, it wasn't much and it didn't last very long. This is typically what our yard looks like in the winter. The snow melts out near the street where it gets some sun. Next to our house there is very little sun and the snow doesn't melt until we have some warm days.</div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-30238097262854939592009-01-27T16:24:00.001-08:002009-01-27T16:29:40.700-08:00Day 24<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKQP58CoVSbF4GwZ9stIglTRDnhaHnEh7fxYxhBaNh3XjTdEJrWF_BaY77XeLWLwsHd4521hoC1fetrJj0K-94ZwANQP8e3mq6AvQgKkNcaxks9KTGj7EVOD2WuuWV3I_9i993Siy0Gy8O/s1600-h/DSC01541.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296134364937678162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKQP58CoVSbF4GwZ9stIglTRDnhaHnEh7fxYxhBaNh3XjTdEJrWF_BaY77XeLWLwsHd4521hoC1fetrJj0K-94ZwANQP8e3mq6AvQgKkNcaxks9KTGj7EVOD2WuuWV3I_9i993Siy0Gy8O/s200/DSC01541.JPG" border="0" /></a> Today I took the test for my Ham Radio Technician license. I passed! I thought about taking a picture of my certificate, but decided that I'll wait until I get my call sign. Lately, I've been craving something different to eat. Fred suggested that I go to the Frosty Mill and get a World Burger. I did! In honor of the occasion this is the Frosty Mill taken while my burger was cooking.<br /><div></div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-22754636617826474802009-01-27T16:05:00.001-08:002009-01-27T16:15:11.636-08:00Day 23<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPZ1w0o1uF370iCCW3ZPY1STmI9qtw_mh3pYdoZRAFapZhrdoSVPikwq4Y7OQT5y3wSaew0Ih4mh15bN_jz0sIHvy4k-dAdvQgvhmpo_wTw4IdNbB1Ape3eyGiFkRsF3wyM8S5THpp87uS/s1600-h/DSC01539.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296131313510321506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPZ1w0o1uF370iCCW3ZPY1STmI9qtw_mh3pYdoZRAFapZhrdoSVPikwq4Y7OQT5y3wSaew0Ih4mh15bN_jz0sIHvy4k-dAdvQgvhmpo_wTw4IdNbB1Ape3eyGiFkRsF3wyM8S5THpp87uS/s320/DSC01539.JPG" border="0" /></a>I work at Lassen County Public Health as a Health Educator. My programs are Emergency Preparedness and Pan Flu. I'm not doing a lot of educating right now because there are other projects taking priority. Today I finished the NIMS 700 course. This is my certificate from FEMA. I guess it means I know what to do in an emergency!Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-65692038552165894572009-01-27T15:57:00.001-08:002009-01-27T16:04:46.248-08:00Day 22<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWfRCBE1dQhEKWi3Wlkt7wW23VjTn_jqvkWFoeMnVsI_TbKJZv0I67MpugiZTdRnhx5DqS7WtVdsvjGBdWC9KZkBcMLi1tIuv4r6Q67tHosJgwTvbuvTPWWaKNasYPQQOQojsHIfYCzLuP/s1600-h/DSC01534.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296127515433601506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWfRCBE1dQhEKWi3Wlkt7wW23VjTn_jqvkWFoeMnVsI_TbKJZv0I67MpugiZTdRnhx5DqS7WtVdsvjGBdWC9KZkBcMLi1tIuv4r6Q67tHosJgwTvbuvTPWWaKNasYPQQOQojsHIfYCzLuP/s320/DSC01534.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Finally some rain! This morning on my way to work I noticed that my back-up camera view was very interesting. First of all my lights were on so there was a red glow on the driveway. And, since it was raining at the time, there was a droplet of water hanging from the top of the picture. It was ready to drop and did, in fact, drop while I was backing out. If I hadn't been running late I would have stopped to take the photo then, but I was running late so this version of the photo will have to do. My mph since last fill-up appears in the window above.</div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-68249067200146613952009-01-27T15:46:00.001-08:002009-01-27T15:56:24.857-08:00Day 21<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4hlaM5WkerMCKYdUwL6lHw0Njg69nuvtG2mAeXnNVDJNaNU4XlZXLYh5LnaDbs3yh7UNwE3U8fCMphR9Fl5dnocxCWCL_Uz_tlMoDGXySTVTwV4g6RoH747M9er69PK2h_aPHWlH7VzCd/s1600-h/DSC01531.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296124636641007026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4hlaM5WkerMCKYdUwL6lHw0Njg69nuvtG2mAeXnNVDJNaNU4XlZXLYh5LnaDbs3yh7UNwE3U8fCMphR9Fl5dnocxCWCL_Uz_tlMoDGXySTVTwV4g6RoH747M9er69PK2h_aPHWlH7VzCd/s320/DSC01531.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>My office! Well, actually it's my little corner in an office. I gave up an office of my own to share this space with two clerical people. My other office was around the corner and down the hall from this office. It was located in the "hot" hallway. The people in the offices on both sides of me really like the heat. In addition to having the thermostat set high, they both run portable heaters. I was cooking in that office. I was given the opportunity to move into this space and I jumped at the chance to move into the "cool" hallway. The stack of papers in the lower right hand corner is not is my office. There are two bookcases that are perpendicular to each other. My office ends at the end of my bookcase. The file cabinet is mine. It's difficult to tell from this angle but the edge of my file cabinet and the edge of the bookcase are directly across from each other. The flower prints on the wall are pages from my last year's calendar. I couldn't bear to throw them away and I needed something on my wall. </div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-3826749072563949162009-01-27T15:38:00.000-08:002009-01-27T15:46:04.599-08:00Day 20<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPeUcHMwIf_93J7tEcEgXFfZBQcXK12m1L-6Q4ewrN7JXDt2d4EPO8eYvsRCq-8PwsshE0DI6lBCAdjj2-5G2Dkxw3vI72ATrTnaU7nqz7W9eeFqDlit24leZ4ehU8YxrDxrCk3TSE90HJ/s1600-h/DSC01530.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296122702808818674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPeUcHMwIf_93J7tEcEgXFfZBQcXK12m1L-6Q4ewrN7JXDt2d4EPO8eYvsRCq-8PwsshE0DI6lBCAdjj2-5G2Dkxw3vI72ATrTnaU7nqz7W9eeFqDlit24leZ4ehU8YxrDxrCk3TSE90HJ/s200/DSC01530.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>President Barak Obama was inaugurated as President of the United States. I hope he can fulfill the expectations people have for him. I didn't watch the inauguration, but decided that it should be my photo of the day. This is the best I could do watching the news later in the day. </div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-18389057103549644192009-01-20T20:26:00.001-08:002009-01-20T20:39:04.116-08:00Day 19<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbeHsIb99PnBrWgS3HoV9nt3CuH83z1_R_Jq_LKdj9otXhgA8vgl7BSA2iW7qGxInm0M3rR2aPsenLLZ-1eLjC4F7VGYdaG-oo2XBDeFzDobqQiEaZVAA4iptNMuizLaOsd34blr4ov3iA/s1600-h/DSC01526.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293599096703042962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbeHsIb99PnBrWgS3HoV9nt3CuH83z1_R_Jq_LKdj9otXhgA8vgl7BSA2iW7qGxInm0M3rR2aPsenLLZ-1eLjC4F7VGYdaG-oo2XBDeFzDobqQiEaZVAA4iptNMuizLaOsd34blr4ov3iA/s320/DSC01526.JPG" border="0" /></a> Just some of my scrapbooking supplies for today's photo. <br /><div></div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-90625191900790546782009-01-20T20:21:00.000-08:002009-01-20T20:25:56.500-08:00Day 18<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIySlhyjBFNPWuSIkEi_MZW6NHcD7nJb1iOOZvbqXt02ugC7eJlZ61tWNeiLW3U2vRU0loUS74VwkZzTi437x9Njs51_tE3N_yVV8VvegHBuHQtjTd7fpdm_xQhGW6yzLDGaWzvD5_EMid/s1600-h/DSC01525.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293598042907288818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIySlhyjBFNPWuSIkEi_MZW6NHcD7nJb1iOOZvbqXt02ugC7eJlZ61tWNeiLW3U2vRU0loUS74VwkZzTi437x9Njs51_tE3N_yVV8VvegHBuHQtjTd7fpdm_xQhGW6yzLDGaWzvD5_EMid/s320/DSC01525.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>After church we went back to Aunt Karen's house to pack up our things. Karen and the boys were there also. This is Colton ensuring a new crop of dandelions in Aunt Karen's yard!</div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-27939764269036321652009-01-20T20:03:00.001-08:002009-01-21T21:18:23.077-08:00Day 17<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVK69NDEHJ1LcL6T6cbV4DfOwc5C3gU7-_MeCShTYIBnYFd-p-02QdI0owK5oldVis_DVSQGCelnUoT2q-zLTIbFw3qOpCfJusuRAyMawafD1olPQd0RvqOHPpB64Jc74aYv8Q2U16zUib/s1600-h/DSC01977.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293596564371019186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVK69NDEHJ1LcL6T6cbV4DfOwc5C3gU7-_MeCShTYIBnYFd-p-02QdI0owK5oldVis_DVSQGCelnUoT2q-zLTIbFw3qOpCfJusuRAyMawafD1olPQd0RvqOHPpB64Jc74aYv8Q2U16zUib/s320/DSC01977.JPG" border="0" /></a> We went to Colusa to watch Hunter play in a basketball game. On the way from the ballgame back to Aunt Karen's house we stopped at the park to play. I love this photo of Wyatt. Auntie Clare gave him boots for Christmas and he has worn them everyday since Christmas. Here he is climbing on the playground equipment at the park. When we were walking across the street from the park, Wyatt started taking exaggerated steps and said, "I'm walking like a genius!" Such a funny boy!<br /><div></div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-91122116009384022672009-01-20T19:53:00.000-08:002009-01-20T20:02:45.225-08:00Day 16<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqO-qCEfZFtYOhW4VRglT4oZVnleuNS9wyhsBf2QCEFDLAgxnUrT0iv196YQEIi2Izx1Yd11ZNBlPft-o1wG18Vb3xFbHbwM10swVM4wqemVKkNWjMYA_LolZE_7QZKFECHSa5R0m_QuBb/s1600-h/DSC01516.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293590784142965506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqO-qCEfZFtYOhW4VRglT4oZVnleuNS9wyhsBf2QCEFDLAgxnUrT0iv196YQEIi2Izx1Yd11ZNBlPft-o1wG18Vb3xFbHbwM10swVM4wqemVKkNWjMYA_LolZE_7QZKFECHSa5R0m_QuBb/s320/DSC01516.JPG" border="0" /></a> I was never going to be a pill taker. And now this is what I take every morning. I guess it's a sign of getting older. On the left is my Feldene which I take for arthritis. Then comes a multivitamin - just because; a B-100 which is supposed to help my nerves comunicate with each other (It does help with the pins and needles feelings that I get in my arms when I don't take it.); 2 calcium tablets; and 2 fish oil capsules which Dr. Fuerst (my eye doctor) suggested I take to help with my dry eyes. There's almost no room in my stomach for food after taking this handful of pills! And this is just my morning stuff. In the evening I take more calcium and fish oil as well as a Vitamin D.Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286365858157501084.post-19253436764219875882009-01-20T19:48:00.001-08:002009-01-20T19:53:42.886-08:00Day 15<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyzXmkYN9Ots8_dNZsbI-M1TeoqAAgljY0ARiPjvASaB5FLmb55RC_v_HnWjJVrWzXmG_oFWHqutq2jsMCyBT26rDVCyzZBi3RpbVhF_qcGdjL8Lx_4YRytnV8c-5WZ1uh1NpWXvXQPVgF/s1600-h/DSC01520.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293589280262106466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyzXmkYN9Ots8_dNZsbI-M1TeoqAAgljY0ARiPjvASaB5FLmb55RC_v_HnWjJVrWzXmG_oFWHqutq2jsMCyBT26rDVCyzZBi3RpbVhF_qcGdjL8Lx_4YRytnV8c-5WZ1uh1NpWXvXQPVgF/s320/DSC01520.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Fred riding his stationary bike that I got him for Christmas. He is riding 100 miles a week on it. Hopefully, this will keep him off his "real" bike. I feel it's much safer having him ride in his office.</div>Ruth Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09045886145096945127noreply@blogger.com0