Doctor's Visit and Dexcom Download

 I had to drive across town to my doctor's office to pick up my the insulin that had come in from the drug manufacturer.  I was just there on Tuesday for my regular visit but I won't complain when the price is free. Thank you and I'm glad to make the drive.  

Tuesday's doctor visit was the first visit since I got my Dexcom. The purpose of the Dexcom is to share the data the it collects with the doctor's office so she can keep a closer look on my numbers and when and why they change.  We had a little trouble getting the data to down load while I was there so I spent the next morning on the phone with a Dexcom tech setting up my laptop to dispense the data.  

I don't know if the phone app or the laptop started downloading but they got my info and she gave me a bunch of suggestions.  (Insert: Head spinning) She has started the process for ordering my insulin pump and said they were supposed to call me.  Oops, I'm not in the habit of answering my phone unless the ring tune is set to a song assigned to one of my (few) callers.  If it rings my general ring tone I just let it go to voice mail.  

Have you or your dear one been receiving 20 calls a day about Medicare registration.  Dang.  Give me a break.  

Speaking of which I have decided to downgrade my drug policy with the same company SilverScript/Aetna.  Since I am getting my insulin which was the big expense, from the manufacturer, I will not be spending that $100+ a month.  So I have changed from $70 a month with no deductible to $7 a month with a nearly $500 deductible.  

My plan is that if the drug company was to drop me or the program, I would be back to old school purchases of $100+ a month.  I'd rather take a beating than try to understand the drug policies.  I'm not sure when this happened.  I used to be the go-to person in my family if you have some tech issue or need research issue.  Don't know when I lost it.  Kinda sad.  

On my drive from the doctor's office, I stopped by the new apartments they are building that my old Manger will run.  They are in a good location so we will see what happens when the time comes up.  On my Tuesday visit to the doctor, I went by my old apartments and had coffee with my friend that lived next door.  

I've realized since I've moved that I miss those old folks.  Lady dog walkers like me.  Couple of old guys I would stop and chat with.  I don't think I ever made friends with neighbors like I did with these.  I'm not much of a friendly person or social butterfly but I'm glad to know I can still make friends.  

I have a new library that's very nice, can't wait to take the Grand Girls.  I forgot to ask if they have a meeting room and if it is open for use again.  My old library had closed their meeting room.  I hope to try again with the Online Contest Club to share my knowledge and love of computer sweepstakes. 

Buddy dragging his blanket around with the dental stick on it.

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Not a lot to share.  I'm at the stage where I have to leave things sit for a little while to see if it is going to stay where I put them.  I was trying to hang a picture and fell off the couch, bounced off the coffee table and hit my head with a good smack on the floor.  I lay there, made sure I was ok but gave up hanging pictures.  I need a couple of nails on the patio for hanging baskets and one picture that I will probably hang by the time someone comes over to help.  Yes, I've learned my lesson. 

Buddy is really enjoying the floors.  He is dragging his blankets all over the place and burying his bones here, there and everywhere.  

My apartment is an older complex, not as old as my last, but it is pretty beat up in places.  However, living by the Leasing Office, everything is kept up to impress prospects.  My plants love it here and are growing like crazy.  

I've found my way around to several really nice shopping centers.  This old area I live in is surrounded my nice beautiful  home so after I get off my street I really enjoy going places.  I went to my third and nicest Kroger today.  I also found the branch of my Bank is the same center.  Going home though, I missed my turn but I knew another way to get home.  

The Grand Girls may come over this weekend.  I feel bad for my son because it is probably an hour drive one-way if he doesn't use the toll road.  

I went to my endocrinologist yesterday and she was happy with me except we couldn't get the Dexcom G6 to download all of my information, just a month's worth.  She is going to start working on the insulin pump order now.  

I'm feeling peaceful about this move.  However, my former next door neighbor told me that our old apartment manager is going to work for a new complex being built that is regular and senior apartments.  I don't know anything about them except they will be in the old neighborhood, more or less.  

I figured I'd get on the list and decide when the time comes if I want to go.  

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A Hot Tub and a Hot Toddy and I will be fine

 I told you my Chromebook died the week of the move.  That was awful.  Like when you put your car in the shop and you keep having the urge to go somewhere just because you can't. Luckily, I could read my email on my phone - I'm beginning to feel like we are way past the Jetson's, except for the flying cars.  

I bought a new HP Windows laptop.  This old dog is learning new tricks or reviving old ones with Windows.  The purchase was kind of a reckless decision on my part.  I walked into Target for something I needed for the new apartment and as I walked past the electronics I just made the decision I needed a new laptop and I needed it now.  Usually I research a purchase like that to death. Luck is on my side, I am quite pleased with the new HP. 

Did I tell you I knocked the big TV over and now it has lines and stripes across the screen.  I've still been watching it because I'm so tired in the evenings, I'm not really paying attention so who cares if there are lines.  I did get my smaller TV out and started reloading my favorite channels.  I hate user names and passwords.  I really want one for e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.

I have only one more box to unpack.  Yahoo.  However, I will be culling out all the boxes and tubs we put on my closet shelf.  The storage around here is almost non-existent.   I don't have room for my kitchen items and I don't even have that many. Good thing I don't cook. 

I think I will feel like I really live here when I try to enter a room and know where the light switch is.  I'm still scratching empty walls.   

I did get most of the money promised from the Old Apartment Management.  By the last day, I thought the old Manager was going to cry.  Apparently she was as stressed by the Old Managements lack of organization as I was.  Anyway, I got the dog deposit.  Can I say it again $400.  You'd think I was keeping an elephant in my apartment for that money.  The Old Management also gave me the prorated rent for October at the new place and $1000 for the deposit.  Now they have a strange deposit policy here.  You can pay $1,000 as a refundable deposit or you can pay $20 extra a month for no deposit/no refund.  So I applied the $1000 to my November rent so now I won't be paying rent out of my pocket until December.  The Old Management is supposed to mail me the balance of the payout which is about $325.  Hopefully they will but I feel good about what they have done without it.  

Most importantly, Buddy also got a new leash.  

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I'm sooooo tired

The good news is that I am here.  The week of the move and the actual move were full of trials and tribulations.  The worst was (1) my laptop died, (2) Buddy's retractable leash died and (3) the new apartment management was just starting the make-ready of my new apartment about 30 minutes before the truck arrived.  I had to threaten to have all my possessions deposited on the grass if they did not let me move in as is.  

I was shown a supposedly comparable apartment when I toured the complex but my apartment is so different from it.  In fact, it is much cuter which was a pleasant surprise.  Buddy loves the cool flooring. 

I am downstairs, which I love, but on our walks Buddy keeps trying to go up the stairs like at our old apartment.  I have lovely views out my windows and, of course, I set my patio up first. 

I'm very happy I made the move and I will tell you more of the stories later on.  

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It's Funny/Not Funny

 I always thought my bedroom was a nice size.  Yesterday I packed the craft/grandgirls closet which has more stuff than any other area.  I don't know why, but my boxes were not placed in any logical order after they were filled.  Consequently, there is a maze that is a little tricky if you have a big belly or can't see at night.  

Last night shortly after I got in bed I heard Buddy get up and he ran into a box in the dark.  Poor thing.  I heard the thud. I'm bad. I laughed.  I was worried about getting up in the night myself.  Luckily, I slept all night.  Sorry, Buddy. 

I won another contest last night for a $100 amazon gift card.  Something to look forward to for the new apartment.  

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A Win and Another Quick Catchup

Well, the money situation from the Old Owners is still up in the air although it is looking good.  Move-in date for the new aparatment is October 7.  

I have all the appropriate vendors on standby - movers, electricity, cable, etc.  The new apartment wants money orders for the deposits which are supposed to be coming from Old Owner.  It looks like Old Owner's Manager has gotten the figures from new apartment and is working with the Corporate Office of Old Owners to get those money orders cut.  The deposits need to be in place 2-3 days before move-in.  So we'll see if they get the money to me in time to give to new apartments.  

Just so life wouldn't be dull, New Owners have decided to power wash everything which meant all of our plants, etc. had to be brought in off the porches. 

So now I have packed boxes, unpacked boxes, plants and furniture from the porch all over my house. 

And I mustn't forget all my love notes and pictures on the fridge to brighten my new apartment. 

I am feeling slightly less stressed, my chest tightens when a new snag pops up, but Buddy and I are walking a lot and I am entering a lot of contests to keep my mind busy.  

I had another win this week.  A pretty lap quilt from an author, Kate Lloyd.  I think it is meant for a wall hanging but I already have more pictures than I have wall space.  I will move all pictures to the new apartment and ... maybe ... whittle them down. 

My Dexcom G6 blood glucose reader is good for 10 days at a time.  It buzzed me last night to tell me I had to change today.  The Medicare supplier sends 3 transmitters at a time so when I change today it will be my last transmitter until the new shipment arrives.  Generally, this is not a problem but since I am probably moving in 7-8 days I'm not sure if the shipment will get here in time.  Worst case scenario, I will have to use old-school finger pricks, if I can find them in the boxes!! 

No, I'll put some supplies in my "open me first" box.  I already have a bar of soap and a towel and a nightgown, because I know, had dirty and tired I'll be that first night. 

I'm having trouble responding to Word Press blogs right now.  Not sure why but if your blog is on Word Press, please know I'm reading but can't respond. 

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We've got Boxes

Buddy sitting at the kitchen doorway whining for his breakfast.

I got a whole slew of boxes that were near me for free on Craigslist. 

I starting making my "Open Me First" list so I would have the things I really need in my car to unpack first.  

My son is going to look at a house in the country for me.  He is a bit of a snob but if he says it is safe enough then I'll change course from the apartment near my daughter to the house in the country.  Anybody sat "fresh eggs".  

If the house in the country does not work out, I have to pay all my deposits for the apartment on Saturday.  

I got a quote from the movers and when he asked if I wanted packers I thought about Margaret telling how efficient her packers were.  If there are extra funds I'm thinking about doing that too. 

I've talked with the old apartment manager and she is working on getting me the moving package money but didn't know exactly when since I am the first to file for the package. 

I contacted the Visa Card people that I won the contest from and they are working on it.  Will everybody quit working on it and get it done. 

I am rigid with anxiety.  So much is still up in the air but I'll just go take Buddy for an extra-long walk and see if that calms the nerves. 

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Just a quick catchup. 

    I have put in an application for an apartment I like but cannot afford.  I will be house poor.  Move-in date 10/7 but they will give me until 10/21.  

    I notified my old apartment owners that I had been approved and wanted the money.  They said I am the first to apply for the moveout package and they still don't know how they are going to disburse the funds???? 

    I notified the new apartment owners that I would be moving between the 7th and 21st because I had to give 30 days notice so the 20th will be m-day at the latest.   However, I told them that if I didn't have the funds from the old owners I couldn't afford to move and will be staying for a while longer.  

    I am also on the waiting list for a brand new Senior apartment not that far from here.  I think half of my complex is on that waiting list. It is a smallish complex of 114 apartments and I am afraid I will be too far down the waiting list to get an apartment.  The price is much cheaper but I don't like hotel-looking apartments. 

    The apartment I have been approved is near my daughter and nearer my sister than I am here but further from my son by a good bit.  

    One thing irking-me-to-bits is the dog policy.  They are charging fees of $200-$600 deposit and monthly rent add-ons of $10-$25. 

    Deposits in general are outrageous also.  I don't know why I thought rents and deposits would be going down after Covid.  

    You can drive yourself crazy if you fight the system and I am determined to keep calm and "Keep on Trucking" if you remember this slogan from the 60s/70s. 

    Buddy is staying chill. 

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A Few Gusts and a Little Rain

Yesterday the wind was blowing so hard when I walked Buddy in the afternoon that I gave in and moved half of my plants indoors and placed the others in a block on the porch that I hope will not move if the winds are storm force.  

That was the worst of it for my area, I think.  They closed schools and office buildings for today.  There is nothing worse than to have some type of terrible storm and your children are in school and you are at work and worried about getting to them.  

What happens though when everything seems to be prepped for the storm and it doesn't come this way, then next time the powers to be will hesitate before shutting everything down and that is when it will happen.  It's the old "Cry Wolf" theory except we've seen it go so wrong before. 

I'll wait until tomorrow to bring my plants back out.  Some of the pots are pretty heavy and I don't want to do it twice.  

On other fronts, I did get confirmation of my Visa win, so good to know it wasn't a trick.  Tomorrow I'll go look at the apartment complex I'm thinking will be my next home.  We'll see.  Looks good on paper. 

I haven't fixed my car yet.  It has stopped struggling to start.  My car is making me feel like I'm in the Eye of the Hurricane and all is quiet before hell breaks loose.  

I have been entering contests like crazy the last couple of days.  It really takes a lot of time because you have to read the contest description to see if it is something you want or are qualified to enter.  

I've seen a lot more contests where you have to use a receipt to enter or you can snail-mail your info in.  When I first started entering contests they were all mail-in.  You put your name, etc on a 3x5 card and mailed it to their address listed.  It was a time-consuming process. Much faster to type it in on the computer.  

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The Whirlwind of the Last Weeks

The last couple of weeks have been the best of times and the worst of times.  Here is what happened in not necessarily the correct order. 

*    My apartment manager notified us that the apartments had been sold and that we had to move out.  The good part is that they have given us 16 months to do so.  The Buyer has also offered us a moving package of $2,500 which they will pay to the Seller company but the Seller company hasn't figured out how they will get the funds to us?? Like before we move, or after?   

*    Just when I should be apartment hunting, the alternator has gone out in my car, at least that is my diagnosis.  I should be so lucky that it is only the battery.  And, remember, I just got the air conditioner fan fixed the week before that so, yeah, the pocketbook is very thin right now. 

*    Additional money woes include two large yearly renewals that hit my bank this month.  Darn, there goes my food money so borrowed from my daughter.  Hahaha.  Turn about feels funny. 

*    My contesting has taken a turn for the better.  

        I won a $500 visa gift card from my bank.  They usually send this kind of prize FedEx ground and I haven't been notified that it has been mailed yet. 

        Without being notified, I received a large box with perishable, dry ice, do not handle.  What have I bought now, I thought.  Turned out I won an Eggos contest for a  box of Honey Butter Chik'n & Waffles. Don't ask me what it is.  This prize goes to my daughter's step-son. 

        I won two more books and a dog toy.  The dog toy goes to my Son's big lab.  

*    I know. I know.  I should have bought a lotto ticket this week but more money problems.  I opened an email that appeared to be from CVS Pharmacy where I have a frequent buyer card.  It asked a couple of questions and you get a small prize for answering if you pay the postage.  Turns out it was a scam and they tried to run a $40 moisturizer on my card.  The bank caught it, texted me did I authorize, I said no, and they said ok we are canceling your debit card and get a new one.  Oh lordy.  Not only am I brokeish but I can't even pull out the few dollars I have.  So I went looking for my checkbook, just in case, and couldn't find it.  I know where I thought I put it, but it has been so long since I wrote a check, I just don't know. 

*    I did find an apartment locator that I really like and she helped me find some apartments in my price range.  I looked through all the online photos and found one out near my sister and one of my friends that is more than here but doable at the moment.  I figured if Margaret could buy a house online then I could rent an apartment that way too. Hahaha 

*    I don't want to sound greedy or unthankful but if I could just win that new car, I would be so so so thankful. 

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Be Prepared

 I ordered puppy pads, batteries, and toilet paper yesterday.  Heading to the grocery tomorrow.  New Orleans is as close as I want the Hurricanes to get but BE PREPARED.  That's all I have to say. 

You Just Never Know, Do You?

 Yesterday I opened the front door to find a package. I had won a book.  

Just when you think life has kicked you in the teeth, it tells you not to give up.  

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Good News and a Funny Story

Last night after I posted my woe-is-me post I drove to the auto repair shop to drop off my car so they could be working on it while I was still sleeping.  I knew I had to bite the bullet because I didn't want to be locked in the house Labor Day weekend - unless I chose to, of course. 

The shop is not too far from the house so I popped over, dropped my keys in the door safety slot, and called Uber to take me home.  You hear it coming, don't you?  Yep, I had not taken the extra house key with me.  

So the Uber got almost to my house and I reached for the key and remembered it was hanging in the apartment. I explained the situation and the driver told me how to add a return trip to the shop and we headed back.  I got my hide-a-key from my car and logged in a return trip to my apartment.  

You'd think I would be even more depressed after my little pity-party over the loss of a trailer and truck contest, but no, this was such a little challenge.  Uber ended up costing me $30 in total, about $10 per leg of the trip.  

I'm a willow, I can bend.  Does anybody remember this line from Lily Tomlin in Working 9 to 5.  I've adopted it as one of my personality outlooks. 

The repairs to my car were $333 and I was prepared for $500 so total win. 

Then even better news. Kathleen reminded me that there is a UT 
Dental School near the medical center.  The funny thing was that the Dental School is located on the campus where I got my Covid shots.  For the first shot, I barely glanced at it walking in but the second shot was a much, much longer line and I stared at the sign for the Dental School for quite some time.  

This month's budget is blown but next month I'll be signing up.  I figure my diabetic mouth will be a great training ground for some young dentists.  I'm so relieved to have one chore accomplished and the other with a workable plan. 

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The Sad Part about Entering Contests

This post is going to sound sad and a little pathetic.  I've confessed before that I have this optimistic streak, which I guess is really a blessing, but it also means I fall harder when I don't find success.  

After watching the YouTube about repairing my radiator/AC fan I felt much more confident about handling the matter.  When you own a 2006 Honda Civic with only 85,000 original miles, you have to balance the age of the car verses the limited mileage. 

I have two financial problems at the moment - my teeth and my car. Either will probably cost more than I have left out of my SS check. Normally, I count myself very lucky to be able to live a comfortable life on SS.  But when you add on biggies like teeth and cars, it stretches the budget further than it will go.  

I have vacillated between which is more important and which I will be able to see to financial completion.   I just made the phone call to my long-time auto garage where I should have taken it in the first place.  'Yes, bring it in,' and I made an appointment for tomorrow.  

Then I flipped tabs to read my email and learned I did not win two of the big contests I had hoped for.  The one I really, really wanted was a big truck and a camping trailer. I really felt a pain in my heart.  I had wanted that so much.  Silly, I know.  I one in a zillion chance.  Then I read that I did not win the HGTV house giveaway.  

You are probably thinking that you know you wouldn't win so you wouldn't have even entered.   My sister always tells me that and I say but you've got to try.  'No, said she. I have no luck.' I do the same with my daughter.  'She says send me a link' but I know she never enters. My mother used to find my wins so amazing like I had written a best seller. 

Right this minute I am feeling really sad.  Feeling the loss.  This morning I was feeling great about the day.  Did it make the loss feel worse? I don't know.  I know that in an hour, or a day or a couple of days, it will be just another couple of contests I didn't win but today it feels sad. 

I don't have anyone that feels the way I do about contests. I am going to start a "Meet-Up" type of group when this covid finally gives us a break. I've found two places that have meeting rooms.  So, until then I'll just share the ups and downs of contesting with you if it doesn't bore you to death.  

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Updates on this and that

Dexcom G6 update. Last week my sensor, the part that goes in my body, came loose during the night.  The adhesive on one side didn't hold and it was just hanging there when I woke up.  Luckily, I had one more sensor so I just put it on and called Dexcom and the distributor Dexcom assigned me to.  

It was kind of funny because I wasn't quite with it, as is the case many mornings.  When I called I had to explain what happened and was transferred several times.  Long story short, I got free replacements from Dexcom with a package of overlays, which are adhesive circles you put over your sensor to give it extra staying power.  It was really my fault.  I forget I have it and then when I pull my pants down (TMI) my long nails often hit it.  Live and learn.  

I talked to my sister Sunday night.  She was telling me about moving her youngest son into an apartment for college. Her youngest son and my first grandchild were six months apart.  Hahaha.  I started young, she started late. 

Anyway bittersweet story.  Then the next day I get a text from her and her husband's son and wife are expecting the first grandbaby.  Her good vibes rubbed off on me. I was so happy for the next few days.  Then I told my daughter and she felt the same way.  Family can bring so much happiness.  

I haven't done anything about my car yet.  We have been having lots of rain lately, not sure if a blow-through from tropical storms or just rain.  It did remind me that it is time to start Hurricane preparedness.  September is when I like to start stocking up on bottled water, toilet paper, and puppy pads.  Just one extra purchase each time I go to the store should do it.  

If you'll remember, I thought I killed my little washing machine when I overfilled it.  I'm glad to report it is working again.  I had a big washday scheduled with all the sheeting, towels, and blankets which I lugged to the laundry room.  That was all it took to remind me how glad I am to get my little washing machine going again. 

I've been working on some craft projects for my daughter's Halloween mantle. I went to Joann's for the glitter card stock I needed.  So.much.fun.  I wanted to buy so many decorations but I don't really decorate anymore except for changing the pillows on my couch. I really have too many pillows now, not counting the holiday-themed cushion covers.  That's about the extent of my holiday decorating aside from a few knick-knacks to entertain the Grand Girls.  

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Just call me the Internet Mechanic

 

I watched this really great YouTube video on my car fan problem. No, I don't know how to fix it but if I had $50,000 worth of tools that he had, I think I could have followed the video and tried.  

At least I understand what the problem is now and it is no longer as intimidating.  I feel much better.  There is still the problem of how much this bad boy will cost me but that is another demon to face. 

I researched auto electrical shops and found one I want to try. I'll drive over there and talk to them soon. 

In other news, the Grand Girls started school last Wednesday.  Third and Sixth grade. I called my Son to have them come over for one last fling but I missed the cutoff date.  I told him to sign me up for the first school holiday.  

I ordered a new book on watercolor. While I may do a lot of crafts, drawing, painting and watercolor don't come easy for me.  I watch the Little Artist Grand Girl draw and it is amazing to me who has to copy someone else and that might not even be good.  Talent is talent. It is a gift that I didn't get but it is ok, I'm a heck of a dog walker. Hahaha.

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Some Car Curiosities to Share

My car air conditioner has been blowing warmish air for a while.  I remember when I had a different car with AC problems, the repair shops kept trying to get me to run diagnostics and other costly tests so I was hesitant about trying to get freon without all the upselling.  

This month I also had to renew my car tags.  First, you have to get an inspection.  Not a big deal except I have a short in the backlight on the driver's side.  The light will stay on constantly and run my battery down, so I have unplugged it.  However, there is a small light under it that does flash so I'm not completely without a turn signal.  

I'm not sure why I went to the inspection knowing this, but I lucked out and the guy only looked at the front lights.  (Good Luck #1)

I ask the inspection man if they do freon and he said no but go over here to Joe Blow.  I was out a couple of days later and decided to run by Joe Blow and see what the cost would be.  And, I was totally ready to turn down any extra offers to check my system.  

Joe Blow looks at it and says you are only a little bit low and that adding freon probably wouldn't make much of a difference - but it did. Hallelujah. (Good Luck #2) Then he did come back and told me the passenger side fan in my radiator wasn't working.  I didn't even know it had to fans.  And how did he even know that? (Grumble, Mumble)

In order to tell me what it would cost to fix the fan, he would have to run a diagnostic.  (So they still got me.)  I thought a little bit and I said to go ahead.  I knew I didn't want to burn up my radiator.  

The test comes back and there is a short is some harness and it's tricky to diagnose.  He said they would be glad to try and fix it but honestly, it was one of those try this and then try that and could really add up. 

So my 2006 Honda Civic with less than 85,000 miles needs a repair that isn't easy to fix.  The car is at the age that you wouldn't normally put a whole lot of money into it but with that mileage, I'm expecting another 100,000 miles out of it.  I was fully expecting it to outlive me.

Have no fear, though.  There are sites on the internet where people post questions and comments about a certain age/make/model of car. I'm sure mine is not the only one to have had this problem.  So stay tuned for my internet diagnosis.  Just pray I don't try to fix it myself. 

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Another Life Lesson Learned

Today I went to Great Clips to get a trim because I thought they would soon get busy with school starting this month.  There were only two stylists on duty and one was a man.  I don't have a problem with a man stylist.  I had just never seen a man stylist in this salon even though they cut men and women's hair.  

So the guy, let's call him Sam, comes up to get me.  He has a nice haircut so I think I'll be ok.  As I sit down I see his diploma.  He has a Texas Barber diploma.  Is that different than a beauty school diploma I wonder?  

My hair only needs a small trim so he could pretty much follow its shape.  After I'm wrapped up in my cape, he pulls out the trimmers.  Before I can say Whoa, he is mowing my hair in the back. 

I think ok, the back can be shortish (I usually have whispies with a fuller bowl above).  I let out a sigh of relief when he puts that trimmer down but he reaches for an even smaller trimmer  (is there a difference between human and dog trimmers I now wonder?) 

By this point, there is no saving my hair so I just relax.  The stylist next to us did two hair cuts in the same amount of time it took him to do mine.  I decided to be a good sport and not let him know how totally freaked out I was.  Hahahaha,

I now know what I would look like as a man - Not Attractive.  My hair is so short that I'm thinking it might stand up straight next time I get out of the shower.  Oh well, I always wanted to try one of those spikey haircuts.  

I'm pretty sure I am going to find a real stylist to use when this grows out.  Oh, Lordy. 

Dexcom Update

I have now changed to my third monitor (they last 10 days).  Whoot. Whoot.  I thought I was so cool.  I took the directions into the bathroom with me but didn't use them because I felt confident I could do it by myself. Hahahaha.  You guessed it.  I did great except for the first all-important step.  You have to disconnect yourself from the receiver you are replacing by simply pushing some buttons on the receiver (which looks like a small ipod). 

I skipped that step so I installed the new monitor, inserted the transmitter, logged on to the receiver, and gave the receiver the new monitor number and it should have been Bob's Your Uncle.  (I love that phrase, it is so totally useless.) 

Nope.  I got all kinds of bells and whistles.  You can't log into a new monitor until you've disconnected.  Lesson learned I think.  It took me some finagling to get everything reading correctly again.  

Oh, Lordy.  Old age, diabetes, and Covid - a triple threat to my lifestyle. 

On the home front, my daughter comes over every other weekend so I get a little company from her.  Buddy is delighted to see my daughter since the grandgirls are not coming so much. He has taken to greeting the neighbors with so much gusto that they usually step back from all the barking.  Barking is his love language.  I've tried telling him that it does not endear him but he doesn't care.  

I haven't been doing any crafts.  I haven't been reading any books (still listening to audiobooks though).  Have been taking shorter walks as poor Buddy's tongue is dragging the ground from the heat and humidity.  He won't drink out of a plastic carry-along bowl but will try to drink dirty water on the street.  Go figure.  It might be because I have a glass bowl at home for his water.  Not sure. 

I did get a new bookcase and put it under the kitchen bar and it is working well for right now.  

Most of my plants are dying from the sun.  I water them but I think the amount of sunlight and heat are killing them.  More money down the drain.  Hahaha.  

I almost ran out of gas the other day.  Since I have been getting my groceries delivered, I haven't stopped at the station near the grocery where I get my points off.  So I stopped at a random station and put $5 in until I could get to my normal station.  I can't remember the last time I put gas in the car and I'm sure it was not as expensive.  I have been trying to make myself get out a little by just mall walking if nothing else and then came the Covid warnings again.  I'm blaming all my weight issues on Covid and no one can prove me wrong,  Hahaha.  

That is the some total of what I have been doing except living through you guys and the trauma of house selling/moving. 

More later ....

Me and My Dexcom g6

Last night I had to change the sensor on my Dexcom 6 for the first time.     

This involves pulling the whole mechanism off my body similar to an extra large bandaid.  

Look how small that wire is. It is a lot smaller than the instrument you use to test your blood on the self-held monitor. 

Then you break the edge of the holder to remove the transmitter (gray part) which tells you your reading

and insert in a new contraption on your belly like this.

Finished product.  (Not my belly - I wish it was)

I was so proud of myself.  The unknown can really be scary but now that I've done it twice and seen that tiny, tiny wire that goes under my skin, I'm ready to brave the insulin pump.  

The alarm is still going off at night but this gadget has taught me to get up and take a shot without totally disrupting my sleep.  This has controlled those extremely high morning readings.  Yipee.  

Other than that, I killed the new little portable washing machine I bought by overfilling the wash barrel with too much water which I  think leaked into the motor and killed it.  They specifically warn you not to do this.  Oops.  I'm trying to decide whether to buy another one after my son takes it apart and confirms the death. 

More later ....