Happy Pride from Queen Ginger Grant!

I trust all the GingerSnaps across the globe had a festive weekend as we celebrated Pride around the world!  


New York City gets the "Pride Prize" this year for giving us the greatest reason to celebrate!  Best wishes to all my 'Snaps in the Empire State, especially to David Dust and Franky G!  Auntie Ginger can't wait to come up and babysit the ADORABLE children you will have!


Here in H-town we had our typical, if not enlarged, Gay Pride Celebration!  A few die-hard members of the Krewe pulled together a float for King Tony and Queen G to ride, even if enthusiasm from the general membership seemed lacking!  Queen Ginger can always count on her lesbians to make sure she is duly honored!  We had a great time waving to the crowd and throwing glorious pearl necklaces to all the handsome hotties we saw in the crowd!   I've heard a crowd estimate of about 250,000,  which is a lot when you consider the prevailing political views in Texas!  I think it just goes to show what a farce our political system can be, when the direction taken by our leadership so clearly does not reflect public opinion!!  

After a long day of prepping and parading, Queen Ginger gave her new breathing machine QUITE a workout today!  3- count them- three (!) naps today borders on ridiculous!!  

But, my Dr. will know about all three of them TOMORROW thanks to the built-in wireless telstar uplink on Queen G's new machine! 














So, GingerSnaps. how did YOU celebrate Pride? And more importantly, how many naps did YOU take the next day?

A Very Weird Day!

I somehow knew today would be weird and it was....

It started off kilter because I had to go to an appointment with my pulmonologist- the Dr. who manages my sleep apnea.  Normally, I would not schedule a Dr.'s appointment first thing Monday AM, but he is notoriously hard to see, I rescheduled the appointment twice, and last week he cancelled it.  Today was available, so I took it, to avoid waiting another 2 months! (Damn, this post is mundane!)







ANYWAY... I really needed to see him because I continue to be SO DAMN TIRED!  Typically, I sleep anywhere from 8-10 hours a night, and I take an hour and a half nap EVERY DAY- even work days!  On weekends, especially Saturday, Shelby and I take 2, sometimes 3 naps!  I am becoming a cat!










I knew I was sleeping too much, and that part of my weight issue is that I am sleeping when I should be exercising, but I'm tired and it feels SO GOOD to sleep! 

I guess the part that surprised me, but caught his attention, was that, as I was explaining my routine to him, I suddenly welled up with uncontrollable tears as I realized I  am sleeping the best of my life away!  I sobbed as I explained that I avoid social commitments after work and on weekends for fear of being too tired, that my closet, garage, and guest room are a mess because I'm too tired to care that they are a mess, and I actually will rush through things at work or blow them off so I can go home an hour early to start my nap.  I held it together without coming unglued, but he could clearly tell I was emotional about it!


I just knew he was going to tell me I'm tired because I'm too fat, and too lazy to exercise, but he was actually very compassionate and actually complimented the fact that I've only gained 3 pounds since my last visit (I'll take that as a victory!)  Anyway, he gave me a 3-step plan to get this under control!

Step One: Make sure my sleep apnea is under control.  Even though I can't sleep without my machine at all, he's not 100% sure it is helping me sleep because there are a lot of factors that can cause it not to deliver the correct pressure.  Newers, modern machines not only can adjust themselves to provide the correct pressure at all times, they can also monitor their performance via an electronic chip that the Dr. can read to chart when I am sleeping, how much I am sleeping, whether my sleep is disturbed, and how much pressure the machine has delivered.  Ain't technology amazing?! So he wrote a prescription for a new machine, which I should get in a few days.


Step 2: he has made a note in my chart for my Internal Medicine Dr. to run some blood tests for common causes of chronic fatigue in men, namely thyroid function, testosterone levels, and vitamin D deficiency.  I wonder if all those hours in wigs and heels have rendered Boy G's testosterone levels undetectable? That could be embarassing!


Finally, Step 3, only expected to happen after one and 2 are completed, is to lose weight. Methinks that could happen, if improved health can improve my mental picture and make me care.  Meanwhile: please pass the doughnuts- I need a snack before I go to bed!!

Rough Night and a Desperate Discovery!

Miss Ginger has a love/hate realtionship with her CPAP machine. It's a pain in the ass to be dependent upon an electrical device. It makes lines, creases, and folds on her face that take hours to go away in the morning. It takes up valuable space on her nightstand. And when she travels, it takes up valuable space in her suitcase, and arouses suspicion by TSA agents worlwide.

Yet, tonight she was reminded just how important this beige hunk of plastic is to her life. Yasee, when she went to bed last night, she rolled over to turn in on and it wouldn't work. At first she thought a breaker had tripped, but the lamp and the clock were working. Maybe the cord came out of the back? No, it's there. Wiggle the cord. Jiggle the machine. The stupid little adapter block has been kinda fritzy, so fiddle with it for a minute. Nothing. WTF?! She should have replaced that cord when it first started giving her trouble. But it's always worked. Until now. Oh well. Goodnight, kitties.

Not so good. Miss G tossed, turned, and snored all night long. And now, her throat is sore and swollen from all the snoring. She is exhausted. And, it's Sunday. CPAPs-R-Us won't be open. Shit! Must.. have... sleep! There must be something in this house that uses a cord or adapter that will work...

Cell phone? Wrong shape. Kindle? Too small. Cordless phone? Too big. Laptop? Can't find it. Work laptop? VOILA!!!!

Miss G is going back to bed! Sleep....... must..... have...... sleep!