Family (Whoa!)


Monday, I got what mere humans call a head cold. I was miserable on the scale of 1 -10 being the “corona”, I was at a 2. My nose wasn’t even runny just a bit stopped up. Nette was back home after spending a week in the hospital due to complications to an infecttion. Early Tuesday morning, around 2:30 am, Nette gets a call, saying that our Mom had passed away.

I wanted to cry like Nette was doing, but I couldn’t. I expect it will hit in the next week or two. The next few days, we have been telling stories about Mom. Being diabetic means emotional stress makes us sicker. My cold went from a 2 to a 5 by Wednesday and Christine got some sinus swelling in her eye. By Friday, she couldn’t see out the corner of her left eye. All I wanted to do is cough up gunk and sleep all day.

Mom was 72 and had been a diabetic for about 40 years. She had a learning disability which is why she didn’t graduate till she was 21. She wan’t overly demonastive or tell us she loved us every day but we knew without a doubt that she loved us. She had a killer “resting bitch face,” that scared most folks. She was super quiet, shy, a real homebody.

When I was 2, it was discovered that I had throat cancer. After more tests, it became not cancer but polyps. They were reaccuring and grew on the esophogus and windpipe, making me have numerous surgeries, mom says at least a hundred, by the time I was eighteen. When I was 3 till I was 6, I had a tracheostomy (tube in my neck) so I had to have constant care. Mom was the one who was there and made sure I had a normal childhood. She was always our biggest cheerleader. She taught us to keep moving, to not let anything stop us.

Her favorite color was brown. Who loves brown? But she did, She was a housewife to a man who was not faithful and very lazy. He couldn’t keep a job so when I was 14, she got a job in home health and kept at it till in her 50’s. When I was 17, us 4 girls ganged up on our father and kicked him out of the house. This was in the 80’s when sex abuse became known. She always believed us over him and never looked back. The last 8 years, she lived with Nette with EW showing up later. We let Ew mooch money off her so she could see her youngest daughter but our Mom knew we didn’t approve of her. We repected our mom too much to actively fight EW over stuff and it allowed Mom to play dumb over EW’s actions.

I think EW is going to be mad when we tell her that we are cremating our Mom, not burying her like she wanted. She had about 6 grand saved for her burial but last year she used it to tear down our childhood home that had become an eyesore. So whatevery money she had saved will go to pay for her cremation. She was always there for us and we will miss her alot.

Diabetic Life


  For a long time I denied that I was a diabetic.  But when you wake up barfing morning after morning, well you have to go visit the doc.  THEN, even after that, you kinda accept it but won’t listen to what the doctor tells you, it takes another wake-up call to make you listen.  Imean I am living with my widowed sister, Christine, who is a type 2 diabeticraise her two kids so its not like all of this diabetes stuff is new.  Her journey starts with 2 kids (6 yrs apart) then 5 yrs after that DKA illness that put her in a coma for a week, to take care of her sugar. 

   To give you some history, Ed, her hubby and my best bro in law died of diabetes/ high blood pressure issues (heart attack)and it doesn’t stop there.  My mother and all 5 of her sisters are diabetics.  Her own mother was also a diabetic.  Her two sisters were also fiabetic.  you get the picture… Womenfolk in our line are diabetics.  I have both kinds in our family.  Mom only has one sister still alive. 

So, when I say I avoided the “D” word I meant it.  But as with diabetes, high bllod pressure wasn’t far behind.  I didn’t even listen then.  Until I started getting blinding headaches.  one morning, headache was so bad, i clled in sick.  Hours later, my vision blurred.  Next day, still suffering I went to work but couldn’t even see the words on my computer screen, I decided I was too sick.  I drove home, yes, my vision was still blurry, and crawled in bed.  I thought it was my allergies but when I woke up. I couldn’t speak! I knew the words but getting them onto my tongue was not happening.  My nephew grew concerned when I threw a pickle at him but then Christine (who was also my boss) came in gearing up to start trying to talk me into going to the hospital, she was sure surprised when I just nodded.  To cut this short, I stayed in hospital for a week, getting poked and prodded, and I only remained speechless for about 2 days.  After 3 yrs, they can’t decide if it was a small stroke or a brain dohickey. 

   Lesson inall this…TAKE YOUR DAMN MEDICINE.  I’m lucky.  When I started my journey, my A1C was a 7.8, now it’s a good 6.2.  Figure out what foods are good and which ones are bad for you.  My sugar runs 150 in the mornings but if is in the 300 range, I have to throw up.  I take a liitle pill, glipizide, and control what i eat.  I snack all thru the day but have a big supper then a small snack before bed.  I can’t have a whole lot of meat because it runs my sugar up too much.  Because of a orevious illness, I don’t eat alot of veggies so my doc understood and prescribed vitamins to help with that. 

   Well, I’ve got to do some shopping so I’ll see ya later.  Be nice to each other and we’ll talk later.      Darlene



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I like to cook but only simple stuff. I am no gourmet, no flashy “lay oregano on top to give it more flair” type. I am a very picky eater so I tend to tweak recipes to suit me. #3 sister, Christine, tends to do most of the cooking now. I used to do most of the cooking but gradually Christine has taken over that job and I let her.

I love going to garage sales and finding old cookbooks for only a dollar. but with this corona virus thang going on, not a lot of folks are putting on garage sales. I like them in the 50’s-60’s but if you can find them older, its a treasure.

I buy new ones too because I know that Christine bought an instapot and loves the thing. Microwave meals are interesting. I get excited for the little spiral notebook kinds, you know the ones that churches put out to fund raise. I have a cousin who loves anything pioneer woman. The really big ones I can usually find at antique stores. You wouldn’t believe a 14 year old nerd/heathen would go to an antique store with us but he will. Eagerly, in fact. He loves the copper toys while we look at everything. We have learned over the years to look in the back of the store for the books. Plain american food is what I like. But I do like to buy others, especially chinese since they all love chinese dishes.

I’m not into garnishing my food since 5 seconds after you put food in front of their faces, they start shoveling it in. We recently moved #2 sister in, various health problems, plus Renee, (my niece,who lives with boyfriend but comes over most days) and her 3 kids, that makes 8 or so people in the house that eat alot. Yep, I am the kind of diabetic that has to eat several times a day plus a big meal for supper. I snack all thru the day to keep the sugar high enough. A 20 oz Pepsi usually takes me 2 days to finish. I try to limit my caffeine since it tends to make me sleepy. Yep, I have a small allergy to caffeine, I can’t even have coffee. I love plain ol water, although I will at times at flavor packets to it.

My dream library would be filled with cookbooks of all kinds. I still go thru the book sections at the local Wal-Mart to just look at all the nice new cookbooks that I need to buy when I win the lottery. lol

I will root around my amazon and ebay stuff to see if I have any interesting books. I usually have a list of books I want but that are not in my budget right now. I will add them later…keep checking back.

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