Friday, June 29, 2007


I remember being a kid and my aunt, who didn't want to get chewed out for cussing in front of me and my siblings, using "g.d." as shorthand for a certain sacreligious expletive. As a rule I try to avoid profanity, expecially now that I have a child of my own (though I've been caught from time to time when I burn my hand on the cast-iron wood stove or in other similarly painful circumstances).

Certainly those two letters stand for a lot of good things such as garbage day (today, thank goodness), generic drugs, Gerber daisies (like the lovely pink specimen above), Golden Dynasty (a great little hole-in-the-wall Chinese restaurant in Seattle that Jim and I used to frequent), glazed donuts, Gunga Din, and great danes. They also stand for a few things which I could take or leave (depending on the day): the Grateful Dead, Green Day, grand dames, Gadolinium (chemical symbol: Gd), Gérard Depardieu, and Geena Davis. Of course, a few "g.d." things are never a good idea: the Great Depression, gastrointestinal distress, genetic determinism, global domination, gold diggers... and gestational diabetes.

However, after learning how to use my glucose meter, meeting with a diabetes training nurse, and having my consultation with a dietician, I'm starting to see that this is a unique opportunity to make some changes I've been wanting to make for a long time. And (dare I say it) I'm starting to feel cautiously hopeful that what I initially dreaded will actually be a catalyst for permanent change. That makes this a very good day!

1 comment:

aubrey said...

when i saw that beautiful daisy picture and then the g.d., my first thought was "good day." then upon reading your post my eyes were opened to all the g.d.'s there are out there. i'm glad it is a good day for you. a change for the better? but, i'm sorry for your g.d. that you have to deal with right now.