So much has happened since I posted last. I keep putting "post to blog" on my calendar, but keep moving it a week or two ahead as things get busy.
I gave up on the Prilosec and just started using more Young Living oils. Seems to have helped.
I also am using the oils to keep from having surgery on my wrist. I went to the orthopedist about a pain in my wrist. He said it's arthritis and I have no cartilage in my joint back from the thumb. Oh, boy! I was supposed to have the surgery in December, but several things came up that made me change my mind and decide to use the oils instead. So far, I've avoided surgery. Still bothers me sometimes, but not constant pain like before. I'm hoping I'm slowly rebuilding the cartilage with the oils I'm using.
May 28th, we got a dog. He's a rescue. Australian Kelpie/Rottweiler mix. Best dog either of us has ever had. He is so well behaved, and well trained. E had been bugging me for a long time to get a dog, pretty much daily for a couple of months. I kept telling him that I didn't want to take care of a dog and him. Finally, I figured maybe it would be good for him to have company while I'm at work. I prayed for the perfect dog for us for about two weeks before I told E to look online for one. I was pretty specific about what I wanted in a dog. We got it! I call him my little answered prayer. He's not little though. He's 60 pounds! He's a little over a year and a half old. Stands a little over knee high. He is really strong. He can drag me all around the yard with his rope toy. He runs really fast! He loves to play fetch with the chew toy and a squeaky ball. I throw one and he brings it to me. While he is running to get it, I get ready to throw the other one. I keep throwing one and then the other. When he gets tired of the game, he leaves them over where I threw them. I get tired usually before he does. He really is good for E. Gets him off the couch several times a day and outside to throw the toys. We walked him every evening when we first got him, but the pavement to get over to the trail in the park is too hot these days. Pretty soon we'll get back to that. We all need the exercise.
E's mood and attitude has definitely improved since Mickey came to live with us. He's been good for both of us.
I went to the eye doc on Monday. The good news is, I don't have to get new glasses. The bad news is, I'm getting older. I asked the doc why my "near" eye was seeing better far away now, and I need readers up close. He said, "Well, Lori, you are pushing 60. It's going to be that way the rest of your life." Oh, yay! I suppose I should be thankful I can still see! I got 12 good years of not wearing glasses at all after RK years ago. I was very thankful for that at that stage of my life. At least now, I don't have to wear the glasses all the time. Better to be able to see far without them. I don't need them to drive. He did say I have cataracts developing in both eyes, but I'm a long ways from having to do anything about them. He's been telling me that about the left eye for a couple of years. This is the first time he's said anything about the right eye. This getting older stuff is not for wimpy folks, but I can handle it for a while longer. There is still so much I want to do on this Earth! Speaking of things to do, guess I'd better do a few more before I go to Nappy's house for the night. I'll make an effort not to wait so long before the next post.
Blessings,
Lori
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