Living in a Recliner

leon

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It is nice to be on the boards again, although I much prefer giving support than asking for it....:cool:

Today is a great day to be alive!
 
Another day, another visit to a doctor...this time my pulmonary doc. Had another test, a breathing test, got another test to schedule, this time an old fashioned chest xray. This doctor wants me to discontinue the medication that another doctor just started me on last week, while another doctor wants me to give up the hospital that I have been going to, and go to his. One doctor diagnosed me hypothyroid, the other doctors disagree. They all mention that I might be depressed...no $hit!

I decide to take a vacation from this whole thing until next week, when the appointments start again. I bought myself a beer, and started to laugh! My dog brought his ball over to my recliner, for a game of fetch. From here I can see a cobweb...oh well.:wave:
 
I knew you were going to say that, lol, but it's time for you to let your hair down. Give us a chance, for a change. We, too, like to give support TO YOU.
 
Ah, Mr. Pendulum...you have a way with words!

Tonight I am in a funny, happy state. I gave in to all my problems, the barrage of doctors appointments is over for a week, so I am officially on stay-cation.

Things seemed to turn around for me yesterday, co-incidentally just as my hubby got sick. He brought home a terrible coughing, sinus, sore throat thing, so me living in the recliner turned into a good thing, as he quarantined himself in the back of the house, and I was already set up in the front room. Time will tell if our quarantine worked...I simply can't get sick right now, and we have taken every precaution...it's funny! Once he couldn't take care of me, I rose from the ashes and saved the day. Necessity being the mother of invention.

So you want me to let my hair down? What hair? My poor hair is another victim of illness that I can't hide. Tonight my son and I went to his cross country banquet (in the school cafeteria) and before we left he got a comb and some hairspray and fixed up my hair the best he could. What a touching moment. My hair is dead.

I also took everyone's advice to get moving, and I did today. I took my dogs over to a friends house, where they often go...just to get all of us out of the house. Within 5 minutes of arriving, a cat ran by, and both dogs ran by, and from there it was a melee! I wrestled the dogs for a good 10 minutes as they got tagged by the cat, in a bush, trying to catch them, and get the cat back over the fence. So, there was my cardio folks!

I even gave in to my crazy sleep pattern too. Instead of fighting my breathing machine all night to get my necessary hours in, I am sleeping 4 on- 4 off. Who says you have to stay asleep 8 hours, and stay up all the rest? By living in a recliner, I can sleep with the machine awhile, and then get up awhile, etc. That means I am up for a few hours in the middle of the night, when I can write. I love it, in fact it is 4:00 am right now, and I am as happy as a clam to be up. My only obligation is to get my son to school everyday, and I am done with that at 7:30 aM. I am in a car pool, so I drive in the am, and another mom brings my son home. Another bonus to living in a recliner. It just works for now, so be it.

Today was a great day to be alive.
 
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