WATERMELLEN SPARK: First blog!!

Yes, here I am!  Another "refugee" from Spark People which is so sadly closing down its site August 17 2021. 

So many of us liked to blog there: so I'm putting on my special watermellen shoes and strolling over to join those who've already swum to this particular life raft!  No no no: not implying that I'm capable of walking on water . . . the shoes aren't so special!  I'd need my water wings for that! (And . . . technical assistance with the new platform too, thanks OKM!!

  

This looks like a good place to continue my stories of Henry, our beloved golden retriever. 

And all our adventures exploring our new retirement home on Prince Edward Island!

Where right now and probably for a week or two more, the lupins are in bloom pretty much everywhere. 

All right then -- a Henry story. We have been very lucky to be accepted as patients by a new PEI doctor.  And she has been diligent about ordering and following up on standard blood work.  But much to my surprise . . . my cholesterol levels are apparently very high. Even though I've been eating a healthy diet and exercising more or less consistently since I lost the big whack of weight in 2020 (and kept it off with the help of the Sparkie community since 2009).  

Well high cholesterol under those circumstances signals: it's probably genetic.  Statins required, at least on a minimum dosage 3 month trial basis. 

My prescription bottle is tough to open, "tamper" proof: and so I left it with lid ajar on my beside cabinet.  After supper last night, Henry decided to grab it and race around the dining room table, rattling it loudly.  Just inviting me for a little game of chase!!   But of course I was worried he might eat the pills and do himself a harm . . . which meant I had to holler and run after him and  . . . it took both of us to catch him, prise the bottle out of his jaws, and then I ushered him (not gently, using the broom) down to the basement! While I picked up all the tiny little pills off the floor out of the rug. Where they had become instantly almost invisible.

Counted 'em all, found 88.  Maybe one missing, maybe one rolled under the sideboard --  

However, Henry was ASTONISHED!  And indignant!  "Heck, just trying to help those oldsters got off their butts!  Maybe a little bending and stretching!  Couldn't hurt, might help!  And a little fun for me too!! What's the harm in that?" 

Big sigh, thumped down on his elbows resignedly, I could actually hear him thinking "Oh well oh well oh well."  

Henry this morning seems to be just fine, even if he did get one pill.  Well, possibly a little subdued.  Not quite sure he's going to forgive me.  All that SCREECHING!!