As my vacation winds to a close (with a little bump yesterday — 7 hours on the floor), I am pleased with what I got done. Not everything I intended to, but a bunch of important things.
With the help of the girls (and the boy-in-law), we finished processing four baskets, three produce bags, and a box of apples into pie filling, applesauce (spiced and strawberry) and apple butter (with only the first batch overdone) and canned them, with only two jars not sealing. Many of the jars were popping within minutes of being taken out of the canner, and I had several popping while still in the canner (I think that means that they were boiled longer than they needed to be).
I went to two medical appointments, and have three appointments scheduled for follow-up. These are resulting in better management of my depression (steady as she goes with the Zoloft for another month, with the option of upping the dose at any time), diabetes (I can has fast insulin and test strips? I can!), and whatever the firetruck is wrong with my shoulders (including x-rays on the left shoulder, which is a lot worse).
The diabetes management is throwing complications into my day (I remembered to take fast insulin before breakfast, but, fifteen minutes later, was busy doing something else and didn’t get any breakfast, so I’m feeling a little hypo right now), but I’m rolling with it, and I’m promising to test way more often (before each meal) and to take the fast insulin before each meal and slow insulin at night, before bed. I think I’m enough in the world of day-time people that I can possibly make that routine work when I’m getting up for work, too. It’s going to take a while to make it routine.