Cheryl

Been feeling like I am not getting enough to eat. Can't afford much meat anymore. My new diet of this year is more healthy, Asian style, just a little meat lots of vegetables, Serrano Peppers, pasta or rice, Fish Sauce, Tumeric, Oyster Sauce, stir-fried. This I intersperse with a seven-bean soup I make. This diet is better for my cholesterol which is high. But I need fat. Doctor told me years ago, "You need fat, have to have it". The upshot was I could eat all the fat I wanted if I took cholesterol medicine. This I refused to do. If you have to have your liver checked periodically to see if it has been damaged by the medicine, it is not something I would prefer to do. If it ain't broke don't fix it. 'Course you have to do, what you have to do, when you have to do it. But so far so good. I have never been ill, 'cept colds and flu and the possibility of sinus infections. I have used Golden Seal Root Powder for these occasions since around 1972. Seems to do the trick most of the time. As far as medical care goes, I have been a cheap date.

Used to eat either steak, chicken or fish every evening meal, with mostly potatoes and refried beans and some kind of vegetable. This is with green onions and Spanish manzanilla green olives for thirty years. Lots of fat. Lil has offered to buy me some groceries. I said, are you crazy. I am not going to be your welfare case. She became quite agitated and almost angry. I thought better of my quick reaction. She wants to help me. I said, "You can afford it?". She said, "Of course, we have lots of money.". I suppose if someone wants to help you, one should let them. She will feel great. So I told her she could get me these little extras that eat into my budget, like olives, honey, green tea, or I could start eating refried beans again. One thing for sure, the vegetarian diet has helped my Fiber Myalgia, not as much pain as I used to have. However it is apparently not sustaining my weight. Guess I will have to make some kind of adjustments.

Then a woman shows up who says hello to Lil. I looked at her and said, "Don't I know you?" She said, "yes". Lil says I'll leave you two kids ... then the woman said, "I have to pick up my daughter". I replied, "I was hoping I would see you again". She said OK, I think, "I come out here all the time", and she took off. Lil asked, "Do you know her?". I said I don't know. I think it is a woman I met a couple of weeks ago. Was hoping she would come back out. She looks different than I remember, so I think it is her. She has a way of controlling me with her body. I continued, "I like that". Lil gives a disapproving shrug and utterance. "All you men like to be controlled." I said, "I know I do up to a point, in so far as it is possible". So I am hoping that this woman may be ongoing. I have hope and the Peacock lives. But she doesn't know anything about me, even if I do ever see her again.

Had seen this guy more off than on, just occasionally over several years. He claimed to live in an old people's home. Was often fairly ornery and difficult. Pretty good looking, medium height, probably in his sixties but young looking. His name is Al. He likes to carry a twelve ounce water bottle in his pants pocket mixed with whiskey. Course he says the only time he drinks is in the morning. He became very friendly the last couple of months. Said his doc changed his medication. They had him on meds for schizophrenia for years, without ever telling him he had schizophrenia, or so he told me. Too bad you didn't know me, I said, I would have solved your problem with psychology. He used to like to tell me he was an inventor and he had that attitude, that he had to keep everything secret or someone would steal his ideas. I said, yea right. I invent things also, so we should have had that in common, accept he was worried about me stealing his ideas.

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