"If you do a good job for others, you heal yourself at the same time, because a does of joy is a spiritual cure."
- Dietrich Bonhoeffer
Happy humpday readers! How is everyone doing? I'm hanging in there. I have been really fatigued, as I obviously mentioned in previous entries. My doctor's office called two days ago and said that my bloodwork was a bit off. My blood sugar was borderline for the third time in the last few months (am I becoming pre-diabetic?) and my potassium is very low. It is supposed to be in the 3.5 - 5.0 range. Mine was 3.2. and I take 2 supplements daily with a rather large dose of magnesium citrate to help absorb this potassium. I also try to eat potassium-rich foods. Why is my body always so low in potassium? It has been this way for many years. It causes extreme fatigue and muscles aches. Ugh. So, she added another potassium dose and will re-test in two months. I guess this explains atleast some of my fatigue. I was actually hospitalized for low-potassium (hypoaklemia) once. I was hooked up intravenously for four days. Weird.
So, on to less cumbersome, tiring news...let's see...I love my mornings! Two and three years ago I used to get up around 10am. Granted I was pretty sick back then. Now I get up around 7am, 8am at the latest. I love the cool air in the morning. I love the birds. I love the stillness. I love how it is quiet and very slow. I love the sun coming in at an angle with shadows playing with the trees. I love going outside and drinking my coffee! I couldn't sit outside and do this at my old apartment. There was nowhere to go outside and sit. I love my new apartment! It feels like home! I love my new, little town! It is a small town nestled in the mountains next to a larger town by Penn State University. I live in an old governor's mansion that has been made into four apartments. My neighbors are great! We have all become friends. We talk frequently with one another and if one has not been seen for a couple of days then they are checked up on to make sure they are okay. Now, that is nice! I never had that before. I am used to neighbors knocking on doors to complain. My apartment is very, very large. The floors are wooden and there is no carpeting so the kitties can slide all over the floor and play. They are always prancing around and sliding and playing and walking all hours of the night.
The town I live in is the type of town where you can go to the convenience store in the middle of the night in your pajamas (yes, Chelsea and I both have!). You know the names of the shopowners and people say hello and smile when they walk by one another. The drugstore is owned by a family where the father and son are both pharmacists and the grandmother and grandchildren run the store. When I go in to fill my prescriptions I get all the town news. It is really nice. When I go to the jewelry store, Kitty, the jeweler, who makes wonderful jewelry, always gives me a few dollars off a purchase and tells me all about her family. Often on my walks about town I will stop at the hardware/thrift store. Riff and Raff the kitty cats live in the store and I like to stop by and brush Raff. Raff is a sweetie that likes to drool on you when you brush him! I also stop by and say hello to Melissa (Mel) who owns the pizza shop (and lives in my apartment/house) and I always say hello to her. When I purchase something she only charges me what it costs her to purchase the food. I guess I could go on and on....
Oh, I started volunteering yesterday! It was really nice. This is why I put the quote up at the top of my entry!! We have a place in town called The Faith Centre. It has a food bank, thrift store, coffee corner, and a lot of other programs such as teaching people to read, Christian counseling, Bible studies, and many others in the works! So, I am working one day a week in the Coffee Corner! It is slow-paced for me which is very good on my fibro. I sit and talk to people and lend an ear and hand out free coffee and donuts and other sweets. We are a refuge when someone needs someone to talk to. I think I just might have found my niche! It was really nice yesterday. I talked to a gentleman who actually is a rambling man. He travels from Texas to Pennsylvania twice a year and lives in a tent. He is very articulate. He is a minimalist. We talked for about an hour and he was very fascinating. I met a few others as well. I am a people-person so I think this will work out. I tried volunteering in the thrift store part of the centre, but it was too demanding on my muscles...too much lifting and bending.
I must run now...got lots to do...have a good day! Hey, did you click for the hungry today? xox