At the beginning of each new month, since last year, I go to the clinic for a vitamin B-12 shot. The wait isn’t long–and as much as I despise getting poked with needles–it doesn’t really hurt.
This took place after results of my last physical examination. My B-12 level was extremely low. As it turned out, vitamin B-12 deficiency, in persons over 50 isn’t that uncommon.
A history of taking medicines to control acid reflux had something to do with it. Not taking acid blockers, would be worse than the shots. The B-12 supplements I’d been taking were apparently a waste of money–since my system couldn’t absorb them.
Deficiencies of B-12 can have nasty consequences–including dizziness, skin problems, blood problems. Vegans, of which I am not, are prone to B-12 deficiencies. This deficiency can mimic signs and symptoms of dementia.
Reason enough to make the monthly trip and get stuck in the arm. The co-pay is only a dollar–small price to pay for good health.
Deep red root vegetable. Not on too many kid’s favorite vegetable lists. Who grew up liking pickled beets? …Harvard beets? …Creamed beets? As a kid, I liked the earthy flavor of beets.
King Kale has certainly had its brush with fame. Touted in all corners of the known nutritional universe. Will beets provide the knockout punch and dethrone the king?
Beets are high in iron, vitamins, and minerals. Aunt Margaret’s beet soufflé, brought to family gatherings was politely tasted–nobody wanted to hurt her feelings. Her scratch-made cakes more than made up for it.
Still wouldn’t eat a beet on a bet? There are beet supplements, dried beet chips, beets disguised in veggie drinks. Beets are good for you, according to http://www.mercola.com/. Beets were originally grown for their edible green, red-veined tops.
- Beets lower blood pressure.
- Beets boost stamina. Drinking beet juice before workouts is suggested.
- Beets have anti-cancer properties.
- Beets are rich in nutrients and fiber.
- Beets support detoxification.
It’s sprinkling rain, warm and humid. Unusual for early January.
Today was my best post-Christmas workout–so far. I’m working off the figgy pudding and other gastronomical delights, that seem to have attached themselves to various parts of my physique.
New Years resolutions are not my forte. Too many of them were broken over the years–including home exercise equipment that ended up on the front lawn with “free” signs attached.
Going to the gym, is however, something continued for over two years. Why? I don’t naturally like to exercise, but feel better afterward.
“Your vitamin B12 level is too low,” The doctor said.
“How could that be?” I asked. “I’ve taken 1000 mg of niacin daily for the last eleven years.”
“You probably don’t have enough enzyme in your stomach to absorb B12.”
I didn’t remember the enzyme’s name. The important thing, was that I would need to have vitamin B12 shots every month.
“Furthermore, my cholesterol level was a bit too high.”
That came as no surprise. “Cut down on the red meat. …Cheese, …Eggs. Eat more fish and chicken.”
From the internet, Web MD, and other sites–those aforementioned items, were from whence vitamin B12 came.
To summarize–I’d wasted money on B12 supplements; wrangled a prescription for relief from nagging seasonal allergies; got poked in the arm with a B12 shot; got sent on my way till next month.
New Year’s resolutions are useless. That’s why I don’t do them anymore. Losing weight, getting healthy and fit–all good goals.
Abandoned exercise equipment sat around for years in the past, until it was placed in the yard with “Free” signs. All this stuff gathered dust, took up space, got tripped over, morphed into expensive clothes racks.
Becoming better organized is a lifetime quest. There’s a lot of room for improvement. Last year, I started going the local YMCA. A habit that continues in 2016.
Newsletters proclaim accomplishments of the previous year. Who did what. Who went where. What the family did the past year. Is there a point to all this?
Let me put my cards on the table. You all are on the web–not here. I admired all of your efforts this past year. What would you like to see me talk about this year? I’m left to my own devices. So, I’ll pick topics and run with them.
Topics, the likes of which: Why is everything that tastes good bad for you? Should good-tasting food be outlawed? Would that cure the obesity problem? Do you like the current class reunion, GEICO commercial with Peter Pan?
On behalf of the family, I appreciated the warm expressions of sympathy from all of you. It was, and still is, a difficult time. We’re leaning on each other and our faith.
This year marks my high school fiftieth reunion. I graduated back when dinosaurs roamed the earth.
Optimistic pessimist that I am, knows this for sure. Some things will get better in 2016–some things will get worse. I can’t get any more definite that that.
I’m a rambling kind of guy today–about anything and everything. Sometimes I wonder; where have all the free spirits gone? Are they busy taking themselves too seriously? Thumping melons in the market; exaggerating for effect; throwing stones in glass houses–like they know they shouldn’t; then complaining when rains come in.
Trips off the beaten path, I happen to relish. It’s a risk/reward thing–sometimes there are few rewards. But, they make me happy. Sometimes compliments do fall like rain. And, if they’re genuine, are delightful.
My blog has been heavy with bird posts–as of late. I’m not an ornithologist–just love nature. I’m blessed to reside in beautiful surroundings.
Some dear friends will be stopping by to visit next week. I’m looking forward to it. There may be a brief lull in blog posts to participate in new adventures. Who knows–it could lead to new post ideas?
It’s a complete turnaround for me–to improve general fitness with thrice weekly trips to my local YMCA. This time, it’s not been a post-holiday guilt trip, over by February. I feel better–whether I look better is open to debate.
A few days ago, I mentioned going to the gym to a friend. His response–he’d gone in the past with some success. What he couldn’t deal with, were people taking up time on machines, talking and not exercising.
That was one example of bad behavior. In my opinion, it was more about control (lack of control). My friend was a manager before retirement–accustomed to giving orders and having them followed. It doesn’t always work that way in the real world. I’m trying to control my own behavior–that’s not easy, either.