Monday, November 5, 2012
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Trip to the Library of Congress
When I asked people if they wanted to go on the great price day trip I found to the Library of Congress -some actually asked where it was? or in Washington DC? Hello do you know of another? Needless to say most said NO. Most reasons were acceptable but the ones that said "Boring" I seriously wondered why we were still friends? I love my eclectic group of friends, but as I grow older they are becoming less age appropriate. I have let some move to Facebook and added some that are more like what I want surrounding me as I walk this scarey aging path. Still I search for that 'everything friend' as I continue to do things solo and fulfill my Bucket List and journal about it in this blog.
The Friends of the Avalon Free Library (never did find out what the group was exactly) ran the bus trip to DC. It was a good price for the 3 hrs down and back in a nice clean bus. I realize at 61, I no long enjoy long trips in heavy traffic. Let someone else do the driving. It was $60.00 and I asked my parents for the money for my 61st Birthday Present . They were delighted. They enjoy giving us money for our presents but feel hurt if we don't share the joy of what we purchased with them. Fifteen years ago my Mother would have joined me. I learned about the trip from a new member of the Avalon Free Library Writing Group.
I was the first one at the parking lot. But a few early birds soon arrived, then all came at once and we watched for the bus. I went to some of the cars and introduced myself, but none were the leaders. Later I found out most were Avalon resident snow birds and this was the last trip before most went south for the winter. It was a nice group but only about 23 people, so we all spread out in the Senior Travel Bus. it was nice I sat up front in my own seat. We had two co leaders. it was their first time leading a group and they did a wonderful job.
Of course I forgot my hiking stick -which is usually in the way and hates going though metal detectors. The bus left us off at the bottom of Capitol Hill (where the Inauguration Platform is being built) we then had to walk up the hill past the Capitol further up to the Library of Congress. All the bus group walked except me, I opted for the shuttle bus, it was just to far and steep to start the day without knowing how much I would need to walk. Inside we started the tour with an excellent movie (the screen could have been a little higher because all the benches we the same level).
The tour leader was so knowledgeable I was in awe, but I noticed right away that the steps were everywhere. She walked with a cane, so we rode the elevator that was working that day. I was grateful, this was a standing and walking tour. She has a sort of voice amplifier but it was still difficult to hear her. I asked if their were headphones that we could rent and do the tour ourselves (I wanted to stay the whole time in the Library) she said no but they had an application you could download to your phone and use your own headphones. sigh I don't have that kind of phone. So I went to the Thomas Jefferson collection under glass and then followed the group thru the tunnel to the Capitol.
We all walked the tunnel to the cafeteria in the basement of the Capitol ( it was just ok) Unfortunately, we had to walk down stairs. A few of the group reminded me to hold on, the white marble steps had not delineation at the ends and none between the last step and the white floor. I was very careful and should have taken the escalator and elevator. Right in front of me , a woman from our group slipped and fell and hit her head on the floor, cracked her head and had to go to the hospital for stitches. If I never see blood on a marble floor again, it will be too soon. Wow that shook me up.
After lunch we (now about 13 -other had wandered off or ridden in the ambulance or just to shook up to go on) took a tour of the Capitol. This time we all had headphones keyed to our tour guide. It was sooooo but better, The volume of visitors and group going thru on a Tuesday was staggering and yes I did the elevators at all times. It was very well organized. I took some pictures, went to the gift shop, bought two pens as gifts and then rode the shuttle back down the hill. Yes, I should have walked but I didn't.
The long bus trip home was uneventful, we stopped at a rest area for half an hour and I ate the healthy lunch I had packed for dinner -it worked out fine. We were back but 8. The woman and her sister that fell apparently was doing fine after some stitches and her daughter was coming to get them and bringing them to her house in the area.
I had a wonderful time and could do the same trip every year -I just would like to spend a couple of days in DC -the bus ride was long.
The Friends of the Avalon Free Library (never did find out what the group was exactly) ran the bus trip to DC. It was a good price for the 3 hrs down and back in a nice clean bus. I realize at 61, I no long enjoy long trips in heavy traffic. Let someone else do the driving. It was $60.00 and I asked my parents for the money for my 61st Birthday Present . They were delighted. They enjoy giving us money for our presents but feel hurt if we don't share the joy of what we purchased with them. Fifteen years ago my Mother would have joined me. I learned about the trip from a new member of the Avalon Free Library Writing Group.
I was the first one at the parking lot. But a few early birds soon arrived, then all came at once and we watched for the bus. I went to some of the cars and introduced myself, but none were the leaders. Later I found out most were Avalon resident snow birds and this was the last trip before most went south for the winter. It was a nice group but only about 23 people, so we all spread out in the Senior Travel Bus. it was nice I sat up front in my own seat. We had two co leaders. it was their first time leading a group and they did a wonderful job.
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| The Bus Group and leaders walking up Capitol Hill. |
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| Library of Congress Art |
The tour leader was so knowledgeable I was in awe, but I noticed right away that the steps were everywhere. She walked with a cane, so we rode the elevator that was working that day. I was grateful, this was a standing and walking tour. She has a sort of voice amplifier but it was still difficult to hear her. I asked if their were headphones that we could rent and do the tour ourselves (I wanted to stay the whole time in the Library) she said no but they had an application you could download to your phone and use your own headphones. sigh I don't have that kind of phone. So I went to the Thomas Jefferson collection under glass and then followed the group thru the tunnel to the Capitol.We all walked the tunnel to the cafeteria in the basement of the Capitol ( it was just ok) Unfortunately, we had to walk down stairs. A few of the group reminded me to hold on, the white marble steps had not delineation at the ends and none between the last step and the white floor. I was very careful and should have taken the escalator and elevator. Right in front of me , a woman from our group slipped and fell and hit her head on the floor, cracked her head and had to go to the hospital for stitches. If I never see blood on a marble floor again, it will be too soon. Wow that shook me up.
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| The Capitol from the top of the Library of Congress/ Thomas Jefferson Building |
The long bus trip home was uneventful, we stopped at a rest area for half an hour and I ate the healthy lunch I had packed for dinner -it worked out fine. We were back but 8. The woman and her sister that fell apparently was doing fine after some stitches and her daughter was coming to get them and bringing them to her house in the area.
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| The Free Shuttle back to the Bus |
Saturday, September 22, 2012
The Doctor Visit
The Dr Visit was in the same building in which I attended the lecture. A small waiting room with a large almost empty display case full of barriatric supplements. I gave my name and put my co-pay on my credit card. It took a while I had all the paperwork filled out -I was a half an hour early.
The first thing I noticed about the waiting room were the chairs had arms and were extra wide seats.
I turned around to take a seat and saw John from my gym. It was nice to see a friendly face and one I had been asking questions and talking with. He had his pre surgery shorts with him, he wore six years ago. Initially he was 421lbs. They were pretty large. I wondered if I would have a similar pair six years from now? I would be 67 and thin? Better yet healthy? We talked a bit then , they called John in.
I waited and waited then Jessica, the medical assistant -very very thin and not in scrubs, called me into the inner sanctum of the office. She welcomed me to the Weight Loss Center and asked me to step on the scale. It was a small step onto a large scale with handles. Are we noticing a pattern here? Everything is scaled to a morbidly obese person. More than 100 over weight. I am not.
She asked how tall I was . I said 5'7 or 5'9. You see all thru school I was 5'7 then at 49 I had my stroke and I was measured at 5'9. Weird. I was 5'9" . I now realize when I filled out all the initial paperwork to attend the seminar I must have put 5'7". "Then, she asked, what kind of surgery option I wanted? I said I did not know. I had thought Lap band before the lecture. But now I was thinking maybe the permanent stomach surgery -that is what I wanted to discuss with Dr O."
She took my blood pressure and asked me about my medicines and said the Dr. would be in shortly and left the room. I got no emotional feedback from her , very clinical. It was a really long time and I was about to go back into the outer waiting room - the room was closing in and I was getting more nervous. I said a prayer to God to help me decide which of the four surgery options to choose.
Dr O came into the room. I was sitting in the chair , reading the material they passed out at the seminar. I stood and shook his hand and introduced my self. He had an ok handshake, not as strong or weak just average. The kind of handshake that comes from a person that has not made a commitment yet. I think I sub-consciously knew then. I got on the table and he sat on the round rolling stool. He said he remembered me from last night and I kind enough to laugh at some of his jokes. I said Thank you (for remembering me). he opened my file.
Then he said that my BMI -Body Mass Index -weight /height was not high enough for surgery. My insurance would not authorize it. That they were not doing this surgery in the US below 34, they were in other countries but not here. I am not a candidate. I was stunned. I though maybe I was a poor risk medically for surgery,but not fat enough? I then asked about his weight loss program? and he said he used two types of pills and with my medical history (ie heart attack) they were not an option. He said this was a good thing and he could recommend his Nutritionist. I said no thanks, I lived an hour away. Then he said: 'sorry sweetie', but he didnt want to waste my time, (or his) when he could not help me. I once again Thanked him. He left the room ahead of me and he told someone to take me off the schedule. No one met my eyes on the way out. John was at the counter and I said Good-bye to him.
I left the office in shock.
I now realize it was the mistake in my height that allowed me to get this far in the process. I was never fat enough -sick enough YES , fat yes ,but not enough for elective surgery. I also may call back for the Nutritionist name and make an appointment. It is a male and I didnt like the many many female Nutritionist(s) I have already seen . It isnt that far, I guess. It is still sinking in, I need to put this experience in perspective. I just need a couple of days to redirect "my life goes on attitude".
I also realize, God sent me my answer. Now if could just let me in on his plan for me?
Yes ,my sense of humor is still here.
The first thing I noticed about the waiting room were the chairs had arms and were extra wide seats.
I turned around to take a seat and saw John from my gym. It was nice to see a friendly face and one I had been asking questions and talking with. He had his pre surgery shorts with him, he wore six years ago. Initially he was 421lbs. They were pretty large. I wondered if I would have a similar pair six years from now? I would be 67 and thin? Better yet healthy? We talked a bit then , they called John in.
I waited and waited then Jessica, the medical assistant -very very thin and not in scrubs, called me into the inner sanctum of the office. She welcomed me to the Weight Loss Center and asked me to step on the scale. It was a small step onto a large scale with handles. Are we noticing a pattern here? Everything is scaled to a morbidly obese person. More than 100 over weight. I am not.
She asked how tall I was . I said 5'7 or 5'9. You see all thru school I was 5'7 then at 49 I had my stroke and I was measured at 5'9. Weird. I was 5'9" . I now realize when I filled out all the initial paperwork to attend the seminar I must have put 5'7". "Then, she asked, what kind of surgery option I wanted? I said I did not know. I had thought Lap band before the lecture. But now I was thinking maybe the permanent stomach surgery -that is what I wanted to discuss with Dr O."
She took my blood pressure and asked me about my medicines and said the Dr. would be in shortly and left the room. I got no emotional feedback from her , very clinical. It was a really long time and I was about to go back into the outer waiting room - the room was closing in and I was getting more nervous. I said a prayer to God to help me decide which of the four surgery options to choose.
Dr O came into the room. I was sitting in the chair , reading the material they passed out at the seminar. I stood and shook his hand and introduced my self. He had an ok handshake, not as strong or weak just average. The kind of handshake that comes from a person that has not made a commitment yet. I think I sub-consciously knew then. I got on the table and he sat on the round rolling stool. He said he remembered me from last night and I kind enough to laugh at some of his jokes. I said Thank you (for remembering me). he opened my file.
Then he said that my BMI -Body Mass Index -weight /height was not high enough for surgery. My insurance would not authorize it. That they were not doing this surgery in the US below 34, they were in other countries but not here. I am not a candidate. I was stunned. I though maybe I was a poor risk medically for surgery,but not fat enough? I then asked about his weight loss program? and he said he used two types of pills and with my medical history (ie heart attack) they were not an option. He said this was a good thing and he could recommend his Nutritionist. I said no thanks, I lived an hour away. Then he said: 'sorry sweetie', but he didnt want to waste my time, (or his) when he could not help me. I once again Thanked him. He left the room ahead of me and he told someone to take me off the schedule. No one met my eyes on the way out. John was at the counter and I said Good-bye to him.
I left the office in shock.
I now realize it was the mistake in my height that allowed me to get this far in the process. I was never fat enough -sick enough YES , fat yes ,but not enough for elective surgery. I also may call back for the Nutritionist name and make an appointment. It is a male and I didnt like the many many female Nutritionist(s) I have already seen . It isnt that far, I guess. It is still sinking in, I need to put this experience in perspective. I just need a couple of days to redirect "my life goes on attitude".
I also realize, God sent me my answer. Now if could just let me in on his plan for me?
Yes ,my sense of humor is still here.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Weight Loss Seminar
Tonight I attended the required weight loss seminar -2 hrs of dire statistics -I also took the web seminar on line prior to this in person lecture -I didn't have to attend the second one -but I know me -and i do not always 'get it' -first time thru. The room was small and about 20 people were there, some were support people. I didn't think anyone was to fat to move. I guess not so much the 100 lbs overweight but rather the 'or morbidity factors',was in play. I think i was the only woman 'apple shape' . All the men were and carried their weight in the belly, like an apple. I asked some questions but i found after 2 hours of sitting and watching a small wall power point with the Doctor lecturing -I was wiped out. I could not remember what my questions were. So I will ask at the initial visit. Driving home in the dark (and I no longer see well in the dark) was not fun.
I DO NOT want this surgery -but i actually felt like i was going to cry when he said we may be off the medicines and the insulin.
Logistics may be a problem -the operation is in Atlantic City main city hospital -I haven't map quested that yet and I can not drive myself. But first things first. Am I a candidate ? My health history is not ideal. So next step is the Dr O appointment -tomorrow. It is in the daytime and the same place as the lecture. At least I know how to get there.
Medical Director and Bariatrician
I DO NOT want this surgery -but i actually felt like i was going to cry when he said we may be off the medicines and the insulin.
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| Alexander Onopchenko, MD, FACS |
Medical Director and Bariatrician
Center for Surgical Weight Loss & Wellness
AtlantiCare Physician Group
2500 English Creek Ave
Building 800
Egg Harbor Twp, NJ 08234
(888) 362-7690
Monday, September 17, 2012
Destination Wedding
This weekend I had the most amazing time at a destination wedding (my college roommates youngest son)-well not on foreign soil but I was in three states before I arrived. smile The first Ferry was at 7:30am -I am about 45 minutes away -so I had to leave by 6:30 am. I got up at 6:15am -needless to say I made the SECOND Ferry. To my great delight -I found myself in the middle of a tri-state motor cycle rally heading to Ocean City Md -same as I was . The Ferry crossing was like a parade with out Fire Trucks and HS Marching bands. Everywhere I looked was a feast for the eyes -beautiful bikes and colorful riders with their ladies. The amazing part was the age of the men -middle age, And Tattoos everywhere except hands and face. These are sheet metal workers , teachers and accountants passing as every day people but not so secretly bikers! What a HOOT!
Our friend Sunny was going to meet me at the Ferry =but since I was an hour late (yes I called) she ran into traffic. Because we later found out in was also a Triathlon on the same roads. LOL now that was a mess. Waiting for her I was able to speak with two ladies awaiting their biker husbands. They were from Mays Landing and normal lovely ladies that rode on the queen seats of these hugh bikes. Sunny and the bikers arrived together. We all took off south. They were so sweet I do hope their weekend was just as wonderful as mine.
Sunny dropped me off at the Clarion Hotel -one of the high rise buildings in the land over built sea shore that is Ocean City , Md -one of the ugliest citys on the coast. Why any one would want to stay in a city like this when a short trip North you could have Cape May County Beach towns? Oh well.
The 5:00pm wedding was west of the city at a Country Club /Golf course Beautiful weather the ceremony was held outside, while a Harp and Guitar played. No reception line ,guests mingled for appetizers as the gentle music and beautiful scenery surrounded us.
The DJ played Motown for dinner -just a few of us were dancing in our seats -friends of the parents. LOL After the cake was cut the dancing started and the music got louder and faster. We left about 10 pm. My friend and her husband were the last to leave at midnight.
The next day Sunny and her sister Sally and I decided this was the best motor cycle tryke for us -outside of Cracker Barrel on the way to Cape May Ferry in DE. The wedding was wonderful but how Steven and Emily got 10,000 motorcycles to give them a parade? I will never figure out !!!!!! LOL
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| Motorcycles to the right/ left /center about 90 going over the Ferry to Delaware |
Our friend Sunny was going to meet me at the Ferry =but since I was an hour late (yes I called) she ran into traffic. Because we later found out in was also a Triathlon on the same roads. LOL now that was a mess. Waiting for her I was able to speak with two ladies awaiting their biker husbands. They were from Mays Landing and normal lovely ladies that rode on the queen seats of these hugh bikes. Sunny and the bikers arrived together. We all took off south. They were so sweet I do hope their weekend was just as wonderful as mine.
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| Room 1005 |
Sunny dropped me off at the Clarion Hotel -one of the high rise buildings in the land over built sea shore that is Ocean City , Md -one of the ugliest citys on the coast. Why any one would want to stay in a city like this when a short trip North you could have Cape May County Beach towns? Oh well.
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| Emily and Steven |
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| Bonnie, Sunny, and ME |
The next day Sunny and her sister Sally and I decided this was the best motor cycle tryke for us -outside of Cracker Barrel on the way to Cape May Ferry in DE. The wedding was wonderful but how Steven and Emily got 10,000 motorcycles to give them a parade? I will never figure out !!!!!! LOL
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Numbers
Yesterday I found out my Hemoglobin A1C was a whopping 12.5 (normal is 5.5) -well. I called and moved up my seminar date to September and My initial visit to the day after and My primary care Dr to the day after that -once I find out all the consults I need to have; I can get moving -already have an appointment with the EYE retina specialist from Wills Eye at the end of that week -that just happened to work out. He will be not so pleased with the A1C numbers. I am indeed a walking stick of sugar -not in a good way.
The Beginning
"Today is the first day of the rest of my LIFE" Remember when everyone was saying that? Well I made a big decision today to get some surgical help with my Health problem which is really my weight problem. I secured a place in a weight loss seminar and made my initial consultation with the surgeon. Hopefully, all the things I will have to do before surgery will be accomplished by the end of October. I will keep this blog as a log for me to document my progression. Am I terrified? -YES - Am I determined? -YES To the point I am ready to take on the debt, just to be healthy.
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