I am finally addressing a health issue that I have been in denial about for a good long while. I am apparently very anemic. I eat ice like a maniac and people keep telling me that this is a symptom of anemia. I also have to go outside to warm up a few times every day and I have actually been using the heater in my car on my way to work in the mornings... in mid July... in Houston, Texas. I used to be SO heat intolerant. I've certainly acclimated to the heat. I hate to take Iron supplements because they give me stomach problems. I bought some Iron supplements and took one yesterday, but I think I should probably only take one every other day, and see if I can escape the crampy hurty thing that happens to me.
My big plan is to eat more of the foods that give you iron. I have read that you should eat eggs, dark leafy green veggies, red meat, and some other stuff I can't remember right now. I took Iron yesterday, so today I ate a big spinach salad with 2 boiled eggs and a tomato for lunch. Maybe I'll have a steak tonight for dinner and more spinach salad. Tomorrow I'll take Iron again. I have to start bringing my lunch and eating healthier stuff everyday. I have put on a few pounds here and there and I can't be having that.
We have a scary patient in our rehab facility. He looks more like a psychiatric patient. This is a 33 year old man who has lost a leg and is very pissed off about it. He definitely needs psychotropic drugs and he leers at me any time I get near him. Every time I walk by him, I sort of worry that he is going to reach out and grab me before I get all the way past him. He looks really aggressive.
Psych patients make me nervous. I don't like to walk through the psyche unit, because they are sometimes wandering around and they will grab a sister. One time here at our psyche unit, a patient grabbed me by the arm and started barking... like a small yappy dog. No sir, I didn't like it one bit.
That was an experience completely lacking in fun for me. Utterly bereft of goodness. No redeeming qualities to that shit. One time, at another hospital, this gigantic crazy man grabbed a nurse and put her in a head lock. He said "The voices" tell him to kill women. The really fun thing about this guy is that I've seen him roaming free in my home town. He's not locked up all the time... just swell, huh?
And now for a random topic change:
Go ye quickly to a Quiznos and try their broccoli cheese soup in a sourdough bread bowl.
The bread bowl is all toasty and warm and you pour the soup in... they melt cheddar cheese on the bread. It's just yummy. And while you are at it, get an oatmeal raisin cookie. Those are the bomb diggety. So good. You have to make sure they are real fresh though. Get one that looks like it might not be done all the way in the center. Those are the best ones. See, this is why I've gained a few pounds. Damn cookie peddlers everywhere. I'm not supposed to eat sugar because of my hypoglycemia, and for the most part, I don't. But cookies are my weakness. If something is going to tempt me away from the straight and narrow, nothing does it quite like a cookie. I'm a cookie monster.
I think the weight I picked up is actually water weight from eating sugar. It is poison to my body and my body fills up with water to try to dilute the poison. I think this partially because I have been the pee-meister today.
In fact, I need to go right now. Catch you cats on the flip side!