Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Pixie Undercover

I haven't told anyone this, except for my doctor and 1,000 of my close Facebook friends,
but I think Pixie saved my life one night last week.

If you don't know,
I am diabetic.
My doctor is trying a new way to treat the disease.  Rather than working with insulin at each meal, I take two insulin shots a day.

It's a lot of trial and error, and I have gotten some lows with which neither my doctor nor I am comfortable.

Normally, Pixie doesn't wake me up in the middle of the night.
One night, I woke to find her snuggling with me.
She wasn't on the bed, but she moved her head under the covers, in a position so that my hand was on her head, very near those ears that require so many ear rubs per day.  She was squirming.  I had to wake up and rub her ears.  I wasn't happy, but then, I knew she must have to go potty.  It was 3:33 AM.  

We went downstairs, and I let her out. 
She was so happy, she came in running, and I followed her upstairs to the kitchen.

Yes, she's the dominant one.

I gave her a treat, and as I was tossing treats to her, I realized I was awfully hungry for this time of night.  I went upstairs to test.  My sugars were at 70.  Not good. 
I keep small cans of pop on hand for times like this.  Usually, half a can will send my sugars up in the slightly high range.  So I drank what I thought was half a can.  I went back to bed, and fell asleep.
When I woke up the next morning, I tested again.
My sugars were at 75!
I checked the can of pop, and there was nothing left in it.  
I was low even with all that sugar in my system!

Of course, I was able to treat the morning low, and I was okay.
I soon realized that if Pixie had not wakened me up when she did,
I might not have wakened up the next morning.
My sugars, without that pop, would have gone to a very low and dangerous level.

So, I guess, Pixie did save my life.  
She's a good girl, and she got lots of ear rubs from me and lots of treats!

Monday, March 2, 2015


Dear March,

Last March, I did not consider you so dear.  You were cold and there was a lot of snow falling.  So far, this year, March, you have not disappointed when it comes to cold, but, at least, we know that if you are here, spring is not far behind. 

The snow will eventually change to ice to rain.  The grass will turn green, and we will begin to see small flowers peeking out of the ground
The air will become warmer.  There will be days that we will leave home wearing winter coats, but by afternoon, we'll be wearing short sleeves and sandals.

Many people consider you a fickle month because of the  weather.  I don't think you are fickle, I think you need special attention. 

The robins usually return towards the end of March, then we know that spring is really on the way.  When they land, the robins are greeted with brown lawns that are wet.  The robins seem to enjoy hunting worms.  Then, one day, there are smaller robins.  Life, as usual in March, has found a way.

Well, March, I think it's time for me to go.  I'll be wearing a light weight jacket tonight, but by the time I get home, I will need a coat.  Typical, March, but I do like you anyway.  So, until April, welcome March.  Welcome!

Sunday, March 1, 2015

Saturday, February 28, 2015

Friday, February 27, 2015

Three Beautiful Things This Week

Three Beautiful Things This Week was inspired by a wonderful blog that Three Beautiful Things. Everyday, Clare writes about 3 Beautiful Things that happen each day in her life. It's a wonderful blog! I can only hope to imitate her in a very small way.

1) With any luck, last night's cold is the last frigid, bitter cold night of the year!

2)  The yogurt turned out delicious!

3) Clay time this weekend!