Okay, universe, this is my formal request. I am asking for the gorgeous trophy blond, the fancy sports car (and in my case someone to drive it), and an all new stylish wardrobe. After all, these are the requisite perqs of a midlife crisis, right?
Okay, maybe it isn't a midlife crisis, but in. Ways that is how it feels. I've had issues in recent months with heart palpitations, high blood sugars I could not, for the life of me, get back down to normal, and a body weight that also refused to go down.
As a result of those last two things, I had to add a new medication to my regimen. It is called Trulicity and is a weekly injectable medication that reportedly does three things: 1. Lowers blood sugar, 2. Helps in lowering weight and 3. helps reduce the risk of heart problems and stroke.
The decision, made with my diabetic specialist, came on the heels of my 57th birthday. It did not make me feel good about getting older. It causes me to wonder why getting through being "over the hill" is such an uphill battle. I understand that as we get older our bodies have a harder and harder time healing themselves and regulating their systems, such as blood sugar, etc. Yet, I can't help but feel, just a bit, like my youth is scampering off shouting over its shoulder to me, "Catch me if you can!"
I've had songs like "Time" by Pink Floyd, "The way life's meant to be" from the album "Time" by the Electric Light Orchestra going through my head. I'm not *TRYING* to be morbid, and it isn't like I need to window shop for a death bed, so to speak, but it all serves to remind me the clock is ticking, there are things I haven't done but want to do, and time has the tendency to slip away before its escape has been noticed by me. Yet, as the lyrics at the start of this post say, I'm trying...and I keep on trying. The developments with my health and this new medicine have been a bit of a gut punch. Oh, amusing side note, the Trulicity gets injected into, of all things, the stomach near the belly button. So, the gut punch comes with a gut pinch and gut poke. Hahahahahaha.
So, anyway, forgive me if I come off as whiny. I don't really mean to, but I just have to acknowledge, to myself and my friends...and anyone else reading this, that life just seems hard right now, for multiple reasons, some I won't go into here, but I am getting through it, or at the very least trying to. Like Trace Adkins says in the song I quoted "There's always a mountain in front of me, but I keep on climbing, and falling and climbing...but I keep on trying."
Oh, and universe? Forget the trophy blond! Donna, my fiancee, would not be happy if I had me one of those. ;)
