I had a minor scare yesterday evening - actually, I thought I might die, literally. I won't go into details, but as I sat there thinking, well, "I was ok with reaching 75 and even hoped I might do 80, but if it's my time then it's my time." Period.
I thought about a lot things, one of which popped into my mind quite unexpectedly. I had a bag of caramel popcorn in my "kids' cabinet". There were some other varieties that I don't care for, but I reasoned if I'm going to die, I'm not leaving a big bag of caramel popcorn! I ate nearly the whole damn thing (and it was good), and then went to bed. I slept ok except for waking up with leg cramps every now and then, but this morning I didn't feel so hot. I knew instantly it was the popcorn I ate last night.
It's way more sugar than I'm used to these days.
I struggled through breakfast, shower, etc., and went to Costco. While walking through Costco I felt worse and worse, but as the afternoon goes on I'm feeling decidedly better.
My gas heater clicked on a few times throughout the night, for just a few minutes each time, but even though the house was chilly this morning it was a lot better than usual. The sun is shining and the day is beautiful, and I'm warmly dressed. And I'm still alive! What more can I ask for.