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Lose 10 pounds and get more exercise, ya Right!!

I went to the doctor for the first time in 10 years when I turned 50, just a routine check up … you know ..50 years old bla-bla-bla .. all that stuff. So this was the first time I had ever seen this guy. He weighs me and checks me over and listens to my chest and tells me I need to lose 10 pounds and to get more exercise  ….. well I knew that!!!! "That's all???" "Yep, that's all, See ya". No wonder drug, no fountain of youth, nothing to make me feel yippe-skippy???? "Nope! See you next year". That's been my experience with most doctors even when I'm really sick. They say "Drink lots of liquids and get some rest, you'll feel better". Of course usually when I go I've got the flu and that really is the only thing to do. I just wish they would give me a sugar pill or a shot of water and tell me that they just gave me a miracle cure and that I would feel better in a few minutes (You know they've proven that if you think you've been fixed, most of the time your brain will do the rest and really fix you. So treat me like I'm stupid. If it makes me feel better, I'm in!!) At least it might make me want to go back. Two days after the physical, Monday morning 2:30am it feels like the Hulk just kicked me in the back. I wake up. I know what it is, I've had it before, it's a kidney stone and it's killing me. It feels like you're giving birth to Alien and Predator at the same time and they've already started fighting. I woke up my wife and she's all over it. She calls the hospital, the insurance (we've done this before) and my new doctor (how's that for timing). She's ready to go and the pain stops. "Let's don't go yet, maybe it's over", I hate going to the hospital. An hour later, here it comes again, I'm trying not to wake her up and about 30 minutes later it stops, back to sleep. 5am here it comes again, she's dressed, everything is ready. "wait, wait, wait… better, better, better, better …. Let's don't go." Went to see the doctor, came to work for a while, went home early, bammmmmmmm, it hit's me again. Then I'm OK all night. Went back to see the doctor, tell him I feel OK, he starts thumping on my back and hits the sweet spot, I started screaming like a 13 year old girl. But I'm OK, I tell him not to give me any stronger pain killer, I'm fine. And I'm good the rest of the day till 4pm. Whammmmm it hits me again for the last time, I hope. I'm starting to feel like an old car where you take it in to get it fixed and as you're driving home it falls apart all around you. Maybe the doctor should have wrapped me up in duct tape to hold me together. Of course all of this is because of the first thing the doctor told me "lose 10 pounds and get more exercise" and I already knew that.

God's like that: he tells us stuff to do, and we know it, he's not telling us anything new. But we keep on, then whammmmmm it hit's us, we're not ready for it, but God's still there. We blame him for it, but we kinda know it was our fault, he warned us. If we just had done what he said, the thing that seemed so simple, we could have skipped the hard part. The cool part is that God doesn't leave or give up even when we do.

Maybe I'll go for a long walk before I eat that bowl of Ice Cream, maybe I'll eat the Ice Cream with a tooth pick, that would be exercise … wouldn't it?


Cooking 220 - 2 pans, 2 burners, 20 minutes:

So I'm feeling kinda Mexican today so I thought I would give you about the easiest recipe ever.
Black Bean soup with chips +

1 bag of tortilla chips + salsa (whatever you like)

Kosher salt

1 onion, cut into 1/4-inch dice

1 teaspoon ground cumin

Two 15-ounce cans black beans

2 tablespoons chopped cilantro

Freshly ground pepper

1 lime

In a medium soup pot, heat 2 tablespoons of the oil. Add the onion and cook over moderate heat until softened, about 6 minutes. Add the cumin and cook for 1 minute. Add the beans and their liquid and 1 1/2 cups of water. Bring to a simmer and cook until slightly thickened, about 15 minutes. Stir in 1 tablespoon of the cilantro and season with salt and pepper. Ladle the soup into bowls and top with a few tortilla Chips.

Sprinkle with the remaining 1 tablespoon of cilantro. Squeeze some lime juice on top and serve. (Tip: if you want to use less salt then use more lime juice)…


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When you give Platelets it's like giving St Jude $700 - $1000. If we don't give them, they have to buy them.

Giving Platelets is like giving blood, it just takes longer (1 1/2 hours) and you get all of your blood back (so you can do it every week if you want) . I know it's a long trip to go all the way down to St Jude, but you may be saving a kid's life . plus you get to watch a movie while you're there. Call Kim at 901.595.2024 and she'll setup an appointment and treat you like family. Just tell her you're from Hope.

Directions: From Poplar, turn north on Third Street, then right on Lauderdale/Jackson Ave (first right after you go under the expressway). Enter through the north guard gate (you'll see the Danny Thomas Pavilion. Gold top).

Tell the guard at the gate that you are here to donate blood. The guard will instruct you where to park. You will then enter the hospital by the red side door closest to the blood donor parking lot. The Blood Donor Center is in the southwest corner of the hospital on the ground floor.

Appointment times are generally available Monday through Friday from 8:00am to 4:00pm. Except on Tuesdays they start at 9:15am.

See you this weekend. Bring a friend. It's going to be great!!!



Posted by Mack Oates at 12:12 PM