Now this is the best thing since peanut butter and jelly:

Way to go, Phelps!

I’m still in shock and awe over this amazing event - go team USA!

After what seemed like a century in waiting for my latest lab test results to find their way to my mailbox, here goes:

• CBC
• HGB (test for anemia): Normal 13.8
• Blood Glucose (Diabetes test): Normal 90
• Cholesterol
• Total Cholesterol: 244
• Triglycerides: 120
• HDL (good cholesterol): 103
• LDL (bad cholesterol): 117

The first thing that jumped right out and hit me in the forehead was that Total Cholesterol: 244 number. What?! That’s HIGH, isn’t it? So I Googled my way around all kinds of medical sites, the big ones like Mayo Clinic and American Heart Association to find out why Dr. M wasn’t freaking out about my results like I am right now. But after reading up on cholesterol facts online, I’m only left feeling even more confused and wondering… did Dr. M even see my results? When was his last eye exam anyway? Ok, that wasn’t nice - just kidding Dr. M.

All I can figure is that living a healthy lifestyle and having off-the-chart ‘good’ cholesterol levels (HDL) is buying me more time before my arteries get all clogged up with gunk. Regular exercise must be good for something, even if it’s a ‘Get Out of Atherosclerosis Free’ card. But you know, maybe all those salty peanutty snacks aren’t helping the situation in the meantime? Probably not. *sigh*

Looks like I’ve got myself another goal for next year: Lower Cholesterol

Yesterday afternoon my entire abdominal region went on lock down and neglected to give me a warning signal. Wait, back up. I guess if you consider the fact that I’d been cleaning up barf from the floor consistently over the past two weeks due to the stomach flu that ransacked the Catholic Kids’ little bodies, I should’ve seen it coming. Must’ve been those moms-aren’t-supposed-to-get-sick blinders that I’d been wearing while running around the house brandishing that spray bottle of Resolve carpet cleaner. (No shameless plug intended - but it does clean up barf like no other.)

I’ll skip the gory details of my past 12+ hours but will say that I was reminded of the good ‘ole days with infants and never ending poopy diapers throughout the night. Nobody sleeps during it all, then Mom & Dad walk around like zombies the next day… and I can’t even think of a well focused ending here as I blog about it.