About two days ago, I put my back out. I’m not sure how, I just know that I woke up and I couldn’t really move like I ought to be able to. My head was to heavy for my neck and it felt like someone was standing on my collar bones. This cheery state coincided with the arrival of my blood test results. The news? My cholesterol is too high.
This annoys me. Not just because it’s simultaneous with my bad back, but because it Makes No Sense. I’m mostly a vegetarian, I walk everywhere, I’m not overweight, I have NONE of the indicators for high cholestorol. Plus, when I looked on the web to find out what I’m supposed to do about it, well, there’s nothing I’m not doing already. Further annoyance.
My doctor says I am supposed to start taking fish oil and “soluble fiber.” Googleing soluble fiber turns up oatmeal. For about three months now, I’ve been eating oatmeal for breakfast. Nearly every day, I kid you not. Never mind, psyllium husk is soon to be part of my diet. Yum. And fish oil. Whee.
Tonight, I’m wedged on the couch with a heating pack on my back. I’m crabby as all get out at this state of affairs. It makes me feel, well, old. Oh, my aching back. Oh, my aching arteries. The last two nights, I’ve taken to have a little something with my dinner. Then, before I go to bed, I have a nightcap. Apparently, there’s a chemical in red wine that lowers your cholesterol. Plus, alcohol relaxes the muscles.
Please pass the whine.