I think I’ve been behaving myself, healthwise. My A1C is down almost two points. I’ve shaved about 40 pounds or so. I sleep soundly despite some apnea. I only take four prescription drugs {plus a bunch of supplements}. Not too bad for a septuagenarian.

The mot impressive part is I’ve done it without going vegan, without spending hours in the weight room, without modifying my lifestyle too much. I’ve done it with consistency and moderation.

About seven or eight years ago, my doctor gave me a stern lecture {with love} abut my overall health. Sonni pushed me to eat better and exercise more, even if it meant a simple walk from the furthest spot from the entrance to the store. She made me try veggie burgers and healthy snacks. My daughter-in-law keeps preaching healthy food choices {although they had mac and cheese with hot dogs last night}. My daughter insists…