Health fair today at work. The results: My posture sucks (I knew that, but am
still not sure I believe in chiropractry.) My feet sucks (I suspected that.) My
bone density kind of sucks (A distressing surprise.) But my blood sugar is good.
(Which surprised me .... might be all those pretzels I snack on more-or-less
continuously.) And when I mentioned that my dad was diagnosed with diabetes fairly
recently, one nice lady gave me -- free! -- a home blood glucose monitor, even
though I told her I'm not sure if he has one and that he's 2000 miles away. "I'd
rather be sure he has one," she said. "Send it to him." So I'll call tonight and
check. If he does, I'll have a glucose meter going a-begging. Anyone need
one?
Egret's in town for a few weeks, so of course we promptly
scheduled a row. Unfortuntely, the atmospherics didn't cooperate. The lightning
was far away and we decided to chance going out, but we made all of about 500m
before deciding it was heading closer and coming back in. Most other people either
came back in or never went out; one team was still on the water when we left. I'm
on the conservative side when it comes to lightning and water. I have twice been
marooned out on a lake in a thunderstorm through no fault of my own (Really!) and
have no desire ever to repeat that experience.