From a Twitter friend, truly heartbreaking…
I love that my kids write Santa letters. I especially like that they want to help others as well; however, I’m not sure why Elena thinks tropical Haiti needs blankets but whatev.
Zachary’s is cute because our local water tower was just re-painted. He wants to make sure Santa sees it on the trip.
Feel free to get them anything on the list.
In July, my weight fluctuated between 285 and 290. When you’re that heavy, five pounds is pretty much inconsequential. I was scheduled to have my annual physical and was not particularly concerned. I had been this weight for years and it hadn’t been an issue. Sure, I had been diagnosed with diabetes a year earlier, but I was on medication. No prob. I could eat the same as before and let the meds do their job. Right? RIGHT?
Let me step back a little and explain what diabetes mellitus type two is. From Wikipedia:
Diabetes mellitus type 2 (formerly noninsulin-dependent diabetes mellitus (NIDDM) or adult-onset diabetes) is a metabolic disorder that is characterized by high blood glucose in the context of insulin resistance and relative insulin deficiency. This is in contrast to diabetes mellitus type 1, in which there is an absolute insulin deficiency due to destruction of islet cells in the pancreas. The classic symptoms are excess thirst, frequent urination, and constant hunger. Type 2 diabetes makes up about 90% of cases of diabetes. Obesity is thought to be the primary cause of type 2 diabetes in people who are genetically predisposed to the disease. (emphasis mine)
The recommendation is for your blood sugars to be below 125 and your HgA1C to be below 7.
I last tested for it the previous year and my HgA1C was 9.2. I was ready to see how far it was down. The physical itself was uneventful, except for the fact that, turning 50, I now had to face tests and procedures that, heretofore, had not been necessary (don’t ask. It involves a camera and one’s ass). I waited eagerly for the results (okay, I wasn’t particularly eager, but as I mentioned earlier, unconcerned).
I got the call from my PMD and got the result.
I was stunned. This couldn’t be. I took my meds religiously. My blood pressure was controlled well by meds, as was my cholesterol. Why hadn’t my diabetes? I researched some more and I talked to my doc some (one advantage to working at the same place as your doc is that you see them all the time and get free face-to-face time with them) and found out that DM type 2 has some pretty significant issues that manifest itself in many nasty ways. Such as:
- a ten-year-shorter life expectancy.
- two to four times the risk of cardiovascular disease
- a 20-fold increase in lower limb amputations (!!!)
- kidney failure
- cognitive dysfunction and dementia
- increased infections
- sexual dysfunction
- frequent infections
Here I was, with two young kids, probably eating myself into a state where I would not see them marry and have children. I got scared. So I started talking to bariatric surgeons, since getting the surgery was the quickest way to resolve the issue. After much deliberation and constant talking with friends, and most importantly, my wife, I decided AGAINST the surgery.
Either path would have been difficult, but I chose the slow painful way over the fast painful way. I am still on this path and and have reconciled myself to being on this path the rest of my life. I made very small changes.
- I switched to a smaller plate at dinner
- I ate less rice
- I stopped eating fast food
- I brought lunch most days
- I started working out 10 minutes a day twice a week
- I went and signed up, not for a gym membership, but a personal trainer
Now, four months later, I have increased my workout regimen to 30 minutes of elliptical five days a week, 30 minute training sessions three days a week and Pilates one day a week. I have maintained the dietary changes I listed, but, unlike the surgery (which would have prevented me from eating some foods and beverages), I am able to have whatever within reason. I have a great time with my trainers and even though Pilates is hard as shit, I want to keep it going. I’m down to 242 and have given away all my larger sized clothes. I have no end point in mind, because there IS NO END POINT. I don’t have a target weight, I have a target number.
About four weeks ago, I re-tested my HgA1C.
Now excuse me while I work out.
Stop calling me.
I already voted.
Stop asking for money, I already gave.
Yes, I know this is an important election but if you don’t stop sending me 50+ emails a day or 20+ robocalls/texts I swear I will vote for the other guy.
I know I’m not the only one who feels this way. Can we have some semblance of normalcy, please? Can we put a cap on the amount of money that’s allowed to be spent by candidates and Super PACs? It seems that the $2Billion+ dollars spent could be put to better use than trying to elect one of two candidates that, at least for me, are lukewarm choices at best.
Can we strip all party designations so people don’t know what party they’re voting for? It seems to me that most people on either side of the ideological spectrum vote for the party rather than the candidate. Imagine an election where the candidates are chosen BY THEIR PLATFORM rather than by what “team” they belong to. I am so tired of football politics where it’s us vs. them. It should be which candidate most closely follows your beliefs and priorities.
We have become so entrenched in this mindset that we cannot do anything close to resembling a proper civil discourse. It’s all insults and party-produced talking points. I’m sick of it.
I long for the days of relative civility, the time of Tip O’Neill, Gerald Ford, Nelson Rockefeller, Paul Simon, and even Bill Proxmire and his Golden Fleece award. I may not have agreed with some of them, but at least we didn’t have robocalls and the internet back then….
For those of you not in the technical field, this is scary stuff. It basically means that a determined person (or group) can access and control some of our most basic infrastructure elements by using undocumented access points that are called “backdoors” that are potentially unguarded.
These units control power stations; flight control systems, military equipment and nautical equipment. If any of you are interested in a career in IT, go into security. There is a tremendous need and a lack of good people.
I’ve been super busy at work/with family/attending family reunions/ blah blah blah so I haven’t posted in a awhile. Actually the main reason is that I was lazy as shit and was off the interwebz for a awhile and social media specifically. But I’m back now.
I wanted to let those JailBreakers know about a new app available in Cydia called MissionBoard which replaces the native iOS switch. I actually like the idea of being able to see all the apps on one screen and this allows you to see thumbnails of what is currently running. Here’s an image courtesy of abisinthejailbreak.com (excellent resource for JailBreak aficionados).
As you can see, the running apps are visually displayed on the screen so you can quickly see what is running. Scrolling up and down will show all open apps on a page by page basis. One advantage is that it allows me to see immediately which browser was open to which site. If you’re like me, I find myself using multiple browsers because Apple allows no way to default to a third party browser. So when I click on a link, it opens up Safari by default. I use Opera and A Perfect Browser for the most part so often times I have to remember which browser has which page. Not a big deal, but I like this look better than the native Apple iOS.
I lost my iPhone 4 so I had to get a new 4S which annoys me because I wanted to wait for the 5. Once my wife gets the 5 though (she’s having issues with her 4) I will have her iPhone 4 to play with and I will Jailbreak that device. My iPad 1 & 2 are also jailbroken but I decided not to jb my son’s iPad 3 (given he needs it for school). That’s it for now. New post next week about my health a potential surgery.