resolutions 2023…

Since we’re now already one month into the new year and I’m just now preparing my 2023 resolutions, you may not be surprised to hear that “stop procrastinating” and “get better at being on time” made the list. I’d like to tell you that “blog more” is also on the list, but I have been saying that shit since 2014, and if it hasn’t happened by now, I’m not holding my breath.

I think yearly resolutions are ridiculous, but at the same time, if I want it to be a great year, I resolve to do things to make it so. One of the things adulting has taught me is that good years don’t just happen – there will always be hours to work, bills to pay, funerals to attend, people to care for, and symptoms to treat. It’s up to me to add greatness.

Since this is a health-related blog and that’s probably why you’re here in the first place, I’ll start with my health resolutions:

• Be better about sodium intake. People with POTS should get anywhere between 3-10g of sodium per day, and I’m averaging just over 3g. I’m great with the fluids (subject to the next resolution), not great with the salt, as evidenced by my crystal-clear pee pee.
• Talk less about my pee pee.
• Water first, then coffee. Otherwise, I can feel my norepinephrine exploding right as I arrive at the office.
• Replace at least one of the doctors that I lost last year. I had an appointment with a new POTS doctor about whom I am cautiously optimistic. More on that next time.
• Form a POTS walking group where we stop every 5 minutes to eat salty popcorn while throwing side-eye glances at the group of over-80’s ladies that just lapped us for the second time. It’s not a race, Dolores.
• I think I might like to try a new drug this year, like low dose naltrexone (LDN), clonidine, or peyote.
• For the past decade or so, my goal each year has been to drink more alcohol. Alcohol and POTS don’t go fantastically well together, and I figured if I was able to drink more it meant I was feeling better and spending more time with friends. But then 2020 happened, and for the first time since law school I did a great job of drinking enough alcohol. Perhaps too good of a job. So, now my resolution is to drink more alcohol, but not so much that I talk to random strangers about my boobs and buy 5 crop tops on Amazon. I’m in my 40s – even one crop top is too many.

Other resolutions:

• Less sunrises, more sunsets.
• Last year I took a professional certification exam and now get to add more letters after my name. I like how it looks, and think I’d like to add more letters after my name. Even if it’s just Lindsay, WTF.
• Each day record three things for which I’m grateful. And three people who I’d like to punch in the face. It’s good to keep it balanced.
• Decrease the frequency with which I discuss the dog’s bowels.
• Use less “heretofore” and “notwithstanding” in my professional life, and more “poplolly” and “fopdoodle” in my personal life.
• Some sexual stuff that will probably just gross you out.
• Only post noteworthy stuff on social media, like what I ate for dinner or an update on my puppydog’s bowels.
• Finally learn how to use our 2 year old $650 espresso machineFINDWHERETHATBUZZINGSOUNDISCOMINGFROM
• Take more photos. I haven’t taken many recently because I feel like I’m looking older. Meanwhile, husband somehow looks even cuter as he ages, and that shit really should be documented.
• Judge myself less and others more.
• I’d like to make at least 1 new friend this year. So, if you happen to know anyone who gets along with neurotic women who like lists…

Okay, you crazy poplollies, I’d love to hear your resolutions so I can borrow the good ones.

This is a wonderful day. I’ve never seen this one before. – Maya Angelou

Smell ya later.
– Linds