Water and the Fluids We Drink


As we get older the importance of drinking water and other healthier fluids becomes more apparent to us. For some of us, perhaps as we age we notice our bodies becoming more sluggish, and tiresome. Also as we age, we tend to get more dehydrated, our skin starts to sag, and our organs’ functionality begins to slow down.

If you are like me, the first thing I tend to grab for in the morning, is a cup of coffee. Their is nothing like that first cup, right? Wrong! We should be drinking a glass of water to start our day, this is so we can flush our kidneys and other organs so they can function properly. Here is a lists of the benefits of drinking water:

  • keeping your body temperature within normal range
  • lubricating and cushioning your joints
  • protecting your spine and other tissues
  • helping you eliminate waste through urine, sweat, and bowel movements
  • keeps your skin healthy and hydrated

*Please keep in mind that water consumption and the benefits and risks do vary per individual. We all are unique and therefore, please ask your doctor how much water you should be consuming daily. Their is such a thing as fluid overload. But for most of us, we tend to not drink enough. Medication, activity level, and environment play an important role in determining what we as individuals need to keep us healthy.

Pay attention as to what fluids you consume. Start reading labels. The ingredients are always listed in the order from most to least and this applies to food as well. If sugar is listed first, then that is what the product has most of. I have discovered with juices that just because something says grape juice, cranberry juice, etc., the first ingredient can be apples. 😦 I personally, found this surprising. I feel for all those people with allergies to apples, my son being one of them, you have to pick your drinks wisely.

I also had an experience during my nursing career, where a patient became diabetic and almost went into a coma for consuming too much pop, soda, whatever you personally call it. He was so use to consuming pop on a daily basis that we had to literally taper him off of it, and this process took a couple of months. Afterwards, when he was no longer consuming pop, he became non-diabetic and his health returned.

So in conclusion, now that you know some benefits of drinking water and other healthier fluids, my hopes is that you take care of yourself and drink wisely. Remember to flush your system every morning before you drink that first cup of coffee so that it can function properly. You only have one body, so take care of it, and keep it healthy! 🙂

Personal Health

Bridgette~

Fictional Romance Chapter 2 Part 3


I’m not sure just how long I was asleep in my bed, when I heard the sound of Monica and Jet coming in through the front door, when a bright light from the living room lamp flickered on and seeped, through my cracked bedroom door. I could see what appeared to be a suitcase in Jet’s hands. I briefly sighed, rolled over and tried to get back to sleep when a strange feeling of jealously hit me.

He looked good, even better than I had remembered as the t shirt he wore, fit him nicely. Whatever he had in that suitcase must be heavy has it had a way of bulging out his tanned muscles. I can taste him again, and feel the strength in his fingertips has he pulled my hair back that night. The way his lips were soft yet firm on my mouth I begin to yearn for as I lay there remeniscing.

If only I would have stayed that night around the camp fire, perhaps things might be different. Maybe I would be the one, laughing and giggling and cuddling up to him every night. What is wrong with me? Why do I insist on being so distant from everyone? Haven’t I learned anything from the old people I take care of? Life is short and I know it. Perhaps I need to let go of the idea that every one will eventually leave me.

As I get up and pull on my jeans to go to the bathroom, I attempt to forgive myself. If only dad was here, and my brother Joe. Funny how even mom crosses my mind. I was her only girl and instead of letting her dress me up in dresses, I hated her for it.

As I head on into the bathroom in the hallway, Monica quickly grabs my attention.

“Hey Savanah?” “Do you think you could help us out tomorrow and use your truck to get the rest of Jet’s stuff?” Monica asked with a smile.

Before I can answer, Jets steps into the conversation.

“My brother is coming in from California tomorrow to help, but he won’t have a truck or anything, our grandparents usually pick him up from the airport in Wentsworth.”

I give Jet a quick nod yes, and go about into the bathroom. Zipping up my pants I open the door, and continue with, “You two can borrow my truck, but I have to work tomorrow, so it will be afterwards.”

“Thanks Savanah, your a life saver, “ Monica replies.

I close my bedroom door, with a smile, barely looking at the two of them snuggled up on the couch. Filled with so many mixed emotions, I try to shake it off. Once again, Monica never looked so happy has she does tonight. I should be grateful I guess.

Grasping onto my pillow, I give it one quick squeeze, as a small tear starts to find its way down my cheek. It could have been me. I could have been happy in love. Instead I’m laying here in my bed alone, again.

I look over at the time, and its only 10:30 pm. Geeze. This is a long night already. I better get some sleep. I hear the sound of faint giggles, and close my eyes.

Morning comes sooner than expected. With my alarm blazing, I reach over and hit the button. I do not want to get up and I find myself forcefully moving my legs out from underneath the covers. Their is a sense of chill in the air. I guess fall is really here.

I notice the house is empty as Monica works the early shift at the diner. As for Jet, I do not know what it is he does. I never asked, and quite frankly its none of my business. As long as he pays his share of the bills thats what will matter. Perhaps my rent will go down, and I can finally afford some time off and go visit my brothers that I have been missing.

I make my usual oatmeal with raisins and put a lot of cinnamon in it. For some reason the smell of it, isn’t quite as appeasing as it is usually. I eat it anyway as my stomach begins to growl and beg for some.

I grab a jacket and the truck keys and my phone begins to ring. I notice its the nursing home.

“Hello?”

“Savanah? This is Marjorie from work, do you think you could work a double shift today, Tonya has already called in, I guess she has the Corona virus, so we need you?”

“What, how did she get that? We haven’t seen much of it here.”

Before I can continue, Marjorie buts into my thoughts and conversation.

“I know dear, but she’s thinking she got it while she was visiting her family last week.”

“Oh okay, well sure, no problem.” I replied. I hang up the phone, and take a drag off my cigarette, as I’m waiting for truck to warm. I quickly realize now, that I will be unable to help Monica and Jet move has I had promised last night. I guess I will stop off at the diner before work and let Monica know.

As I pull into the drive at the diner I notice Jet sipping some coffee through one of the windows. So this is where he is. As I head on into the diner I notice Monica is busy with some costomers.

“Jet?” I quietly say with a brief smile.

“Why goodmorning Savanah, its a pleasure seeing you here this morning.” Jet returns the smile.

“I was just letting you two know, that I have to stay after work today and work a double shift so I wont be able to help with the move.” As I pull back on my hair, “I do have a spare key to my truck, and I can just leave it with you so you two can still use it, just be sure and bring the truck back so I can get back home. Is that okay?” as I try to hide my hands from fidgetting.

“Yes, Savanah, that will be great, thank you. “ Jet replies while he takes another sip from his coffee.

I lay the key on the table and take a quick turn out of the diner. I can see from the distance the obvious confusion on Monica’s face, but I hurridly have to go in order to not be late for work.

You see, that wasn’t so bad, I tell myself. Everything is going to be just fine. “Just fine.” I mutter to myself, as I drive away.

Fictional Romance

Bridgette~

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Keto Mocha Frappuccino


Hi there! I don’t know about you, but I just love iced coffee, especially this one, Mocha Frappuccino. I have been so busy today here in Oklahoma working on a rent house and tearing a wall down. Fun! Fun! I have really worked up an appetite! I tried this recipe yesterday, just to see how easy it was, and if it really tasted like the ones you buy at the coffee shops! Yes, it’s easy, and YES it taste just like the ones you buy! So today, I thought I would share this recipe to you for all you iced coffee lovers! Here it is!

Makes 1

Prep time 2 minutes

Ingredients:

2/3 cup strongly brewed coffee, chilled

1/4 cup unsweetened almond milk

1/4 cup heavy cream

1 cup ice

1 1/2 tablespoons cocoa powder

2 tablespoons swerve sweetener

Instructions:

Put all the ingredients in a small blender and blend until smooth, top with Almond Milk Redi Whip! Crumble toppings on if you would like!

Enjoy!

Nutrition info:

calories: 232 total fat: 23.3 g

carbohydrates 6.7 g fiber 3 grams

Now I have to get back to work!

Enjoy your Saturday!

Bridgette~

I am blessed to be here and if my work is helping you in anyway all contributions are welcomed! Thank you in advance. 

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Anything Is Possible


As I reflect back to just a year ago in my own life today on where I was, what I was doing, and just who I was, the difference is like night and day. My thinking is different, my personal goals are different, my relationships with myself and people are different.

Some of the changes that have taken place have taken a more gradual slow approach, while others were like a leap. I have lost some things and yet I have gained so much. The point is, I didn’t stay stuck or stagnant.

So many times in my life, I found myself being sucked up into a state of depression, that I was blinded by what could be possible. I even went so far in 2013 that I attempted to take my own life. My own reasoning was that I thought nothing was going to get better and my children were all going to grow up and move away and I was going to be left alone.

I honestly could not see the other side of the coin! That is the way depression hinders your thoughts and any type of vision of the future. You are literally blinded. It is the saddest state of being.

My hopes today is that no matter who you are, where you are, and what you are doing, your able to take some kind of hold to these words-never give up! Never give up on the fact that anything is possible!

Words cannot describe just how grateful I am for that day that I was saved! I had no blood pressure, honestly, it was a miracle, I am here today! I have a new outlook on life, I am a stronger person than I was back then, and though I still get depressed, I hang on until my thoughts change for the better.

If I can do it, so can you! I was one of the lucky ones, and you can be one too!

Thank you for reading,

Glad to be here!

Just thoughts

Bridgette~

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If Whiskey Was A Woman



If whiskey was a woman

I’d knock her out today

Nothing like watching you drink

As I lay in bed and pray.

I think about who you use to be

and where you are now

the painful moments of sobriety

gave way to death somehow.

I thought it was a choice

and how I hated that to be

but now the years have passed

and I see now what I couldn’t see.

Whiskey was the darkness

the chains that bound your soul

I thought you loved her more

until your story was wrote and sold.


Just thoughts in poetry form.

Bridgette~

In memory of a husband who passed away years ago from alcoholism. I use to hate him for it. I also have a mother who is an alcoholic as well as a brother who is an addict. Their are so many addictions out there. There are so many people we all know who are addicts. It took me a long time to realize it is not their choice.

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