Moving On (And Catching Up)

I’ve been busier than a one-armed paper hanger lately, and this is the first chance I’ve had to update the blog. Summer has finally arrived in Rochester, and we’ve had several lovely days recently. And for some strange reason probably having to do with karma, mosquitoes have been biting me at night. I wake up with new bites in the most inaccessible places, such as between my shoulders, but too high to reach. Guess I’ll be buying a back scratcher post haste.

Time still marches on, and sometimes it marches by too quickly for me to check my Blood Glucose Levels (BGL) four times a day as prescribed. But help is on the way! Tomorrow I’m expecting delivery of my new Apple Watch, and I can set multiple alarms to remind me when it’s time to stick my finger. Ideally, I’d like to use a Continuous Glucose Monitor (CGM) system, which would eliminate the finger sticks. The only problem with that? Finding one covered by Medicare, as well as one my Primary Care Physician (PCP) will accept.

But mostly it’s Medicare.

If you look under What’s Here (to the right) you’ll see that I included whatever else pops into my head. And what popped into my head is the fact that I turn 71 years old today.

When my grandmother died at the age of 95, I thought she had lived an incredible life. Imagine: She was born before the Wright Brothers flew, and she lived to see men set foot on the moon.

I wonder what I’ve done that compares with that. I was born before Sputnik, before the personal computer, before cell phones. We didn’t get our first color TV until I was 10 or 11. Our first microwave came when I was 18, as did our first automatic dishwasher.

When my dad’s job with the Air Force took us to Japan, it took us 10 days to cross the Pacific by boat. Years later, when he was on the Inspector General’s team, he flew the Concorde SST from New York to Paris—and it took longer to ride the taxi from downtown Manhattan to the airport, and then from Orly to downtown Paris than it did to fly from airport to airport.

I learned to type on a manual typewriter. Now I have three computers, and an iPhone and iPad on which to write. I’ve gone from a complete novice to spending almost 40 years working as a Systems Engineer on Apple, Windows, and Unix computers.

Probably the biggest social change I’ve lived through is making the switch from sneaking hits on a joint behind the Alamo to having my daughter complain that while her eldest son has no problem going into the (legal in Washington state) marijuana store, he makes her buy her own cigarettes. My own state—New York—has just legalized the recreational use of marijuana, but it will probably be another year or two until they figure out the logistics of distribution, pricing, etc. Until then, I’ll continue to buy from an ex-girlfriend.

Well, I guess I’m all talked out. Take care, and BE HAPPY!!!

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Mad Robyn

Wise, slightly mad Transwoman sick of dealing with in this modern world, I blog here mainly to vent my feelings--both good and bad--about life, the universe, and everything. HINT: No one understands why a carry a towel with me everywhere I go.

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