I spent the last two weeks at home with a terrible case of bronchitis. Too sick and contagious to work, I vegged out on the couch and spent my time watching daytime T.V. Now that’s an experience, especially for us baby boomers.
I watched the last episodes of the Oprah Winfrey Show, lots of Dr. Oz (both shows are great for women over 50); morning talk shows; afternoon talk shows; The Lifetime Channel; The Classic Movie Channel; and of course all the commercials – and there are many. All this shows led me to the discovery that our country is obsessed with challenges. Why? I ask. Isn’t living life itself challenging enough? Why do we have to break it down? Give it a name? The media is so good at seducing us with “challenges” and the products we need to overcome them. Here are some of the tempting challenges even I contemplated while lying on the couch.
The weight loss challenge (by far the most numerous) I was particularly drawn to the Dr. Oz challenge to reboot your body in just two weeks! He also has the ultimate anti-ageing challenge, and the sleep challenge, too.
Annice passed this one onto me, and I wanted to share it with our readers! Check it out!
On Wednesday, Dr. Oz had a show on the fastest growing cancer in women, thyroid cancer. It was a very interesting program, and he mentioned that the increase could possibly be related to the use of dental x-rays and mammograms. He demonstrated that on the apron the dentist puts on you for your dental x-rays, there is a little flap that can be lifted up and wrapped around your neck. Many dentists don’t bother to use it. Also, there is something called a “thyroid guard” for use during a mammogram. When Annice had her yearly mammogram, she asked about the guard and sure enough, the technician had one in a drawer. She asked why it wasn’t routinely used. Answer: “I don’t know. You have to ask for it.”
If she hadn’t seen the show, how would she have known to ask? Pass this information on to your friends and relatives!
Just when I thought my care-taking days and nights were diminishing, life decided otherwise. For starters, my husband’s surgery to pin his hip back in place failed, and ten days later he was back in the hospital for a full-blown hip replacement. While I know this is a very common procedure, it doesn’t mean it’s easy or pain-free, not to mention what it’s been like for moi. This time, the doctor recommended home health care, and thank god for Care Partners (and drugs).
Care Partners is providing quality nurses, physical therapists and even an occupational therapist who come to our house for support and care which is not only needed but greatly appreciated. But, it’s a slow recovery, and my husband hates being dependent on anyone, even me. And he won’t let me insert a photo of him doing his physical therapy, claiming he has privacy issues.
And for those of you who asked about my sweet rescue, Gus, I’m happy to report that his anal infection is practically gone and he’s doing much better thanks to the very expensive auto-immune drug treatment he was on for thirty days. Now, he/we have a new problem. Well, it’s not entirely new as he already had a bad knee (ACL) so, you can imagine the beating his knee took while being severely constipated and forced to squat to do his business. This all happened while Len was in the hospital, and I had to actually help Gus (all 85 lbs. of him) get up and down despite the customized dog bed I had made for him and Carli. Thank you Kathleen for making such cool looking beds for both my dogs.
In between Len’s surgery, I found myself scurrying home to help Gus go out and then finally taking him to the vet – very difficult getting him into the car. The doc gave him a stronger anti-inflammatory (short term because it could damage the liver) and after 2 days he was improving. Now he is back to himself and Len is home and I’m exhausted.
And just when I was feeling sorry for myself, I turned on Dr. Oz (daytime T.V. is quite an experience), and on that particular day I saw a short piece about a young mother who has three (NOT 1 but 3!) autistic children. That certainly put it all in perspective for me.