Alcohol affecting cholesterol test?

[Shibby]

So my mom has been so busy planning this week for a dinner and margarita's for a co-worker a step up from her (My mom's fourth in the company) and a lady latteral (if you had to detail it, a step lower) to her, she forgot about her cholestrol test tomorrow. Anyways that just gives you detail on why... But she asked me how the alcohol would affect her test tomorrow. She is not suppose to eat or drink anything after midnight (it's approx. 7:30 here now).


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[Shibby]

You know what, I need to vent a little also. She gets it checked every 3 months because she has problems with it and is paranoid about having a heart attack. She "weekend warriors" it and goes strict about 3 weeks before her test. So her test look allright of course. But it's not how she lives her life and she is constantly asking me info about her diet and getting me to show her new recipies. But she just dosn't fucking let it sink in.

[Puddles]

My father was like that with his diabetes. My mother and I tried to explain things to him but he just didn't get it. Sometimes you just can't teach an old dog new tricks and that's all there is to it. I'm pre-diabetic now, eating right as I have been for a few yrs. now and taking a med. to help prevent me from becoming diabetic. I wish my dad knew what I know now when he was my age...he'd probably still be with me.

Her drinks tonight shouldn't really affect her tests tomorrow. Cholesterol takes time to change beyond one night.

[Shibby]

Thanks, I freaked her out that her tests were going to be very fucked. But I thought she was getting a whole lipid done. Like you said about them wanting to learn a better lifestyle... I think some of the things she "forgets" or does is an excuse for when her tests come back.

[Puddles]

My father loved food. Next to a woman, that is what gave him the most joy. He'd sit down and get a fresh baked apple pie that my mom made, he'd slice 1/4 of the pie and put it on a plate. He then proceeded to eat the 3/4's that was in the pie dish. He ate huge portions and had seconds at nearly every meal. He had his first heart attack in his early 40's. He had several more over the course of the years until the last one got him at age 74. About 10 yrs earlier, he'd undergone heart surgery at the VA hospital and nearly died as they'd punctured a lung during surgery and didn't know it for a week as he kept bleeding internally.

It was commical to watch my father eat for a few years after the surgery. He had to lose 50 lbs prior to surgery due to obesity. After surgery my mother continued to prepare him healty meals and snacks. For a while he behaved but he was not well and like before, food became one of the few pleasures he had left in life. He'd eat the healthy foods my mom prepared for him, then he'd sneak in all kinds of goodies! He loved chocolate.

The day he died he'd gone to work (he vollunteered at the local Sheriff's Dept.) and the guys had ordered pizza. He ate 3/4 of a pie, went shopping at Costco's with my mom to bring me food the next day, and he had a massive heart attack as he was going up the 3 steps to his front door when they got home.

I'm thankful he died happy. Although food is what contributed to his death, he died with a happy full belly and thoughts of bringing me stuff and having dinner together the next day. Maybe he knew what foods he was supposed to eat and not eat, but instead of sacrificing this pleasure in his older years he just ate what he enjoyed and lost a few yrs. which weren't gonna be very enjoyable anyway due to health problems.

Sometimes it's not all that bad when we can't teach old dogs new tricks.

[Shibby]

That makes it sound a lot better. I guess I may not be so frustrated if she didn't constantly talk about changing and then do nothing.