Snorkeled

We can't convince Luk swimming is fun.  He enjoyed the picnic part.

We were at the Provincial park at Shawnigan.

Kai has no interest in learning to swim.  He's a champian floater though.

I had fear.  For naught.  Turns out I float with my face in the water.  I was able to calm down and breath.  I was relaxed-ISH.  We both had a hard time keeping the flippers on.  There is hope for us to diy seeing the turtles in Hawaii.

67 days.

Of course with my glasses off I'll only be sort of seeing them.

Eric was enthralled with all the 'cute' trout.  I blissfully didn't see them.  Poor vision might be a blessing on this new venture.

He randomly held the phone out.  Can't believe it worked.

I was loaded down :)  Luk had my kickboard.  

We drove in last night and Eric said, poor Oscar, he's missing a leg.  Bahaha.

He's getting new hubs and bearings.  Or something like that.  The big boy Lego keeps him busy.  It's too hot right now though so he made shade.

I mean, it's simply not surprising.

We see it every day.  The fall out.  The powers that be have allowed this to happen, it's to be expected.

Ask me how I really feel about it.  Maniacal grin.  If I was the grand supreme leader there would be a lot of care buildings being built way out in the outskirts with imposed stays there.  This ick and despair wouldn't be on display and let loose for functioning society to deal with.

I woke to a low a couple days ago.  Shaky, sweaty and scary.  I snarfeled sugar crisp cereal with milk.  I wish I could say I slowly enjoyed it but I was too busy eating as fast I could to get the sugar in. Once the severe shaking stopped I immediately went into a chill.  So I napped.  Woke, ate a high protein lunch and napped again.  I was disoriented and foggy the rest of the day.  Diabetes is hard.  Really hard.  Chrones and cancer are easier to manage on the daily.  

Once again....this is late onset because there was a portion of pancreas removed in 2005 during the colectomy.  This is not poor lifestyle.  My healthy chrones lifestyle pushed the pancreas failing off for all those years.  I say I'm a type 1 and a type 2 but technically I'm a type 3c.  

So, after the scary low I wasn't feeling like heading out on my own was the best plan.  Sulking at home in the heat seemed a better idea.  Sigh.

Eric took me for a drive.  To the mechanics in Mill Bay.  It was enough to improve my mood.  We stopped at Dodge and got an appointment for Squirrel to finally get her air bag situation fixed.  Then picked up prescriptions at Superstore and bought a couple things for our evening picnic and swim.

Now, I have today wide open.  Feeling strong and alert.  What to do?  What to do?  I'm not intending to hang around watching Eric play with Oscar and the boys do nothing.  I really really want to go camp at Kissinger but the no cell service is daunting while I can't seem to keep myself consistantly stable.

If you Google Jimothy, he runs across the page.

Ready

 

I ordered another pair of barefoot style shoes.  These ones are like socks.  Mesh so they are cooler and breath.  Quick dry and good for swimming.  They're the most comfortable shoe of all time.  I'm going to order another pair as a spare. 

Eric got his stitches out today. We had free time in the city afterwards.  We went on the hunt for snorkeling sets.  First try and we bought Bodyglove sets at Canadian Tire.  Now we need free time to escape for a night of camping at Kissinger so we can give these sets a try.  I haven't had flippers for years and years.  Goals.

Goldstream

 

Yup.

So insulin causes weight gain.  I'm right back where I started.  The good news is I do feel stronger and there is no digestive upset with insulin.  So, fat and happy.  Although I am hoping this will taper off.  

My numbers have been whacky.  It was concerning.  I was eating perfectly.  Finally last night I thought to ask the interweb friends about the effect on glucose after an iron infusion.  Of course, yes indeed, it totally messes with your entire metabolic system.  Phew.  The up side to that is it would seem that also means the the body has possibly accepted the infusion.  The new red blood cells just haven't figured out how to deal with the proteins. Or something like that.  I totally envision Osmosis Jones inside me trying to get everyone in line.

I told some people that it was just Kai and I for the weekend so we would be eating only girl meals.  Haha.  I'm pretty sure he didn't mind.  Snack, cottage cheese with peaches. Nuts, seeds, an egg. My pudding was sugar free his was Minion banana.

His fave, beans in tomato sauce.  Sourdough bread with butter.  

Whole grain chips.  Protein chocolate for me and Hot Wheels gummies for him.

Whole grain, protein pancakes with sugar free syrup.  

We ate well with very little cooking.

I read book one Shield of Sparrow a couple weeks ago.  It's being made into a movie.  I loaded book 2, Rites of the Starling for this weekend.  I finished it yesterday.   Bawled through the last hour.  It's so good.  Book 3 isn't being released until next spring.  Such a long wait.  

I finished a different book and read another murder mystery.  So, ya, camping with Kai is relaxing.  He doesn't talk much and is happy to do very little as long as snacks and meals are on time.  He did watch a lot of movies.

Luna cuddles.

Kai told me his phone wasn't charged.  Grrr.  I plugged it into my cord.  Then when I went to see what was up with his charging station I found this.

Eric showed up to visit with friends and he fixed the situation.  Turns out Kai disassembled his button charger.  Eric rebuilt it.  I'm not exaggerating, he is on his 5th one!  I asked him why he  took apart and his answer was "it was easy".  Sigh.  But, kid...how will you charge your phone?!  Blank stare.

We did just buy him a new phone.  I haven't got it set up yet.  It's his Birthday gift so there is no rush.  He knows about it.  He doesn't want a new phone but is warming up to the idea.  I'm definitely nervous to give him a new one.

The restraint here as I'm telling him not to eat until I get the picture.  

Storm was setting in.  So much thunder.  Soooo many dead branches over top of Onyx.

And the trailer.

It was a weird site.  No underbrush.  Not my favorite spot of all time.

Squirrel's bladder leak.

I got home tonight and the driveway is dry so I thought Eric had fixed her.  Nope.  She is just empty.  Haha.

"I can fix that!"

 

On our last run, I hit my back bumper coming through a gully.  Eric was spotting me, my window was down, the second there was a loud noise he yelled out "I can fix that".  So Squirrel is in the same boat as Oscar now.  Which was the plan, to use her as intended and enjoy.  It still stings a little bit.  Normal people thoughts should be 'I could avoid that by not wheeling', my thoughts were 'I need a bigger lift'.  Haha.

I ran frustrating errands with Jia yesterday. Chasing medical help and prescriptions.  Our system is pretty broken in some places.  Also chasing paperwork with government offices.  Online people tell me it's possible.  The phone number you call agrees.  However, the ladies at the counter disagree.  I have a blank square on the calendar.  It's today.  So, the debate is on, head back into the govt office with print outs from their services page with instructions or lay in the sun and finish a book.  Decisions, decisions.

Eric is doing Lili's brakes today.

Thursday I have Goldstream booked, Eric still has a long list of things he wants to do, so it's looking like it will be another Mama and boys weekend.  We gave Luk choice.  It might even be just me and Kai.  

This morning I started thinking about what we will actually do in Hawaii.  You can snorkel with the green sea turtles in Kona.  So, that is my plan.  I have never snorkeled.  The general plan for me is to NEVER let me see what is actually in the ocean.  Lest, I then have to refuse ever getting back in.  Haha.  However for turtles I might be willing.  So for funnsies I get to practice using a snorkle in the pool this summer. Countdown is on, 77 days.

Again Walter?!

 

Oh Walter.  Sigh.  Really?

He's literally drooling and making love eyes at whoever this is.  Lol.

Mom sent me a link to the post.

This is Eric's version of 60.

 

He didn't get the memo about being too old.

The Road Less Traveled.

 

A light wheeling day on the Malahat with Ryan, Stephanie and kids.

Look what Steph gifted me.  Too cute.

Poor Squirrel.  She has a gapping hole.

We found a few trails that get tighter and tighter leading to no where.  It is still pretty lush up high.

The bushes were swallowing us.

It was an incredible day for views.  Funky clouds but clear enough to see.

Ruh Ro Raggy, someone needs help.

Nothing makes the men folk happier than rescues.

I mean he had no recovery gear and wasn't likely to get unstuck on his own.

Oliphant Lake.

Another perfect camping canoeing spot.

We found the cell tower, look out point.  Or Ryan did and we followed.

Worth the drive.

On the way out Paul Blart was at the gate giving his spiel or lecture.  They have no teeth.  Basics, no fires, don't cut trees, don't litter, bring recovery gear, be prepared.  Ya, ya.

Can you spot the Squirrel?

It was a great day.  Very relaxing.

Mental health attentioned.

I'm learning lots.

A few wee challenges today.

We tired him out.

So rare to see Eric nap.