Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Yo

Beth alerts me that I have been unusually quiet, even for me. So I reckon I best give a holler before people grow concerned. I'm OK, just feeling unsociable. Which probably means I need to work on that before it gets worse. So, Beth, thanks for prodding me.

Let's see, what's been going on....Saw my parents on Father's Day. Got to meet my sister's boyfriend at last. Nice guy, but can't barbecue worth a damn. Not that I said that. Even I know better than to insult a man's barbecuing skills.

Summer has been nice so far. I've been able to get wonderful local tomatoes and squash and yard eggs from the produce stand a few blocks away. The onions are about spent, but the melons are up, and so is the okra and soon will be the beans. Oh, and there are lots of cucumbers. I wish there were greens. Maybe if I get there earlier.

Summer is also kinder to my joints than the other seasons. And I at least have the chance to go to the river and fool around in the water. I'm trying to do it once a week, because water exercise is easier on my joints. Carapace and I went to the old mill dam this past week, and think we will go there the next time, since it is fairly close (only 15 miles away) and the water is warmish and not too fast.

Another thing that has been helpful is going off Red Yeast Rice. My doctor wanted me to take it because I wouldn't take prescription statins after reading about side effects. You know, horrible muscle pain (especially in the legs) and even liver damage? Hey, turns out, Red Yeast Rice has the exact same side effects. I stopped taking it, and now I just have the usual joint pain from arthritis and instability instead of the really frightening pain I had in March and April.

5 comments:

Elizabeth McClung said...

I am glad the garden is up, I am glad you go swimmin' in da crick. I am somewhat surprised you are not yelled at by adults but then things must have changed since I made dams and went swimming, and flooded subdivisions. I will tell Linda about Red Yeast Rice but I think we can only afford the white stuff (does it cause pain too, cause I got plenty of that).

Thanks for the post

FridaWrites said...

Hmm, I wonder if some other foods/supplements from foods would have some good effects w/o such bad ones.

Forgot about okra this year--I love it. I send others shopping and so I had forgotten a few vegs. that are in season.

There's nothing like rivers in summer.

yanub said...

Ooh, look at me, actually replying to comments like a big girl! Yay, me! I'm so proud.

Beth, the place on the river where we swam--OK, dog-paddled a bit and stood--has an actual dam that was used by the mill at the site to generate electricity. The site is being remodeled as a tourist attraction, so maybe I can find a postcard of it for you to see. Oh, um, part of Grindhouse was filmed there, using the old mill as a backdrop. Not that it's likely that you saw Grindhouse. I sure didn't.

Red yeast rice comes in capsule form. If Linda is taking it, and having leg pain, she should stop taking it. As for white rice, I think only if you have an allergy to it would it cause pain.

Frida, I think fish oil is probably the best supplement that might help with cardiovascular health and won't cause nasty side effects. And I've read good things about coconut oil.

Full Tilt said...

Hi Yanub!

I love postcards, too! Sorry I'm not around more but life and flat and kitties and occupational therapy are taking too much time. Still waiting on new chair...Fish oil hasn't been shown to be as advantageous to cardio health as it was touted to be, but that depends upon what one reads...so many conflicting opinions/studies.
Enjoy your summer!

yanub said...

Hey, FT! I understand your reasons for not being around. I hope you are having success in your pursuits.

Probably fish oil doesn't do squat-all, but it also doesn't seem to have any nasty side effects for me, so I don't mind taking it. And maybe one of the numerous claims made for it will pan out. If not, well, at least it isn't causing excruciating pain while being useless as get out.