The Insulin Factor

Those are insulin crystals. Cool, huh? Anyway, what I neglected to mention in my last post was when I got up this morning, and after taking my dexamethasone, my blood sugar reading was 17.5. It's normally between 6 and 8. I raised this with the folks while I was in for my chemo, and their best advice was to talk to my family doctor. I did. I'm now on sliding scale insulin.

So I've got a pen and the whole kit and caboodle to inject myself as needed - 4 times a day: before each meal and before bedtime. This is just what I was doing in 2004 when I was taking dexamethasone with thalidamide. So this isn't new and it helps keep my blood sugar down while I'm taking dexamethasone. As Martha would say, "It's a good thing".

Guitar: will still get to it
Book: advancing rapidly through From Beirut to Jerusalem
Music: Fool (If You Think It's Over) - New Light Through Old Windows - The Best Of Chris Rea

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My Back Pages - October

Well, folks, I read seven (count 'em) seven books in October. One I didn't finish but even at that I hit the magic number 50 I estimated for myself by the end of the year. The six books I successfully waded through were, firstly, What Happened, Hillary Clinton's book on her bid for the Presidency. I''m a bit of a political junkie so I get off on this stuff but still it kinda struck me as one long whine over losing. Next up was the excellent Canyon of Dreams: The Magic and Music of Laurel Canyon. Laurel Canyon was the fabled area outside of Los Angeles where many musicians and artists lived. Known as a 60s enclave, the book takes a look at just who lived there over the last 80 years. A fascinating read. Next up was Lightfoot, a biography of Canadian folk singer Gordon Lightfoot. He may have been responsible for some iconic folk songs but he was also quite the womanizer and boozer. Enough said. Then I read Dan Brown's new tome Origin, the fifth ...

The Polka Dot Door

A long time ago, when I was 22, my first child was born. That kid grew up on a little Canadian kid's show called Polka Dot Door, produced by the TV Ontario network. And Dad, more often than not, sat through those shows with his little one. Nine or so years later when a brother, and a year after that when a sister came along number one son was moving on to Knight Rider and The Dukes of Hazzard. But there was a nice overlap where his siblings picked up where he had left off with Polka Dot Door. And Dad was right there to welcome them. So you're looking at a Polka Dot Door veteran. The show began in 1971 and ran to 1993. I didn't watch the full run but I did get in my fair share. The formula was pretty simple. A young male and female host, which seemed to change every week, sang songs, told stories, made crafts and generally did their best stimulate little brains. The show opened as follows... Imagination Day! Oh boy! ...

30 Days of Photos III #4 Sour

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