This has been a year of my body not working quite the way I hoped. I am blessed with a lousy musculoskeletal system. Osteoarthritis from head to toe. My blood pressure is up even though I eat healthy and feel good. Now my leg veins are thrombosing. Enter Jobst stockings. Hardly very sexy but they do reduce the pain. I haven't slept in weeks. Months.
I am told the valves are weak so I am looking into what to do next. My hip has an osteophyte and that requires a visit to the orthopedic surgeon. Frankly, I have not been feeling well and I don't like to talk about it. It has significantly limited my motion and has caused more depression than I care to acknowledge. Nope, I am not doing anti-depressants. One has to deal with what is.
After several trips to various stores to find the right compression stockings, I finally did. That is a whole world unto itself. I bought the knee high variety. Beige. Bleck!
I would rather be kayaking or hiking. So I am switching my foci more. I know my time is limited and I want to have a blast before the curtain falls.
I have spoken to my family about doing the Oregon trip. The euthananasia thing. When the end is near. I do not believe in suffering or being a burden to my family. My close friends already have their own issues.
Off to end chocolate. I do love chocolate.
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