Howdy! Personally Checking In...

It has been a while since I’ve done a personal check in…a sharing of how I have been faring. 

Well, I must admit, the last couple of weeks have been a bit rough. 

My last visit to the doctor left a sour taste in my mouth.  Plus, I found out some new information that really has me on alert as to whether I should try and find another doctor.  (More to be revealed in a moment)

Okay, I think the moment is here…

As it turns out, one of the medications the doctor had me on was discovered to conflict with one of my other medications.  The side effects being “extreme muscle pain and disorientation.”  The conflict wasn’t found by my doctor but by the pharmacist, who refused to fill the medication.  Apparently, the doctor had absolutely no clue about the conflict. 

Scratching my head….

I mean, shouldn’t there be a list of medications not to mix with others, since it will cause harm to the patient?  I’m just saying…

Moving on…

Plus, cold and flu like symptoms continue to cling to me.  Part of it is my doing because after I feel good for about a day, I think I’m fully better and I come back to work.  The other part is that other people are getting sick or the same people keep coming to work and haven’t recovered.  Therefore, the symptoms in me that were dying down started becoming active again, causing me to have a relapse. 

In addition, I also tried to exercise while still feeling sick.  I got indications from my last exercise, which left me more weary than invigorated, that my immune system was shot.  Instead of making my immune system better, I ended up causing it a bit more harm.  Therefore, I decided to listen to my system’s call for rest, which is why you only see one workout for the week, rather than two additional workouts.

Okay, so I’m feeling physically weary, which is throwing my appetite all out of whack.  Since my medication is dependent on my eating regularly, my schedule got thrown off.  My levels are slightly out of whack because of it.  Also, because I was feeling a bit depressed, I was eating less, and what I was eating wasn’t exactly the best thing for me.  Chocolate isn’t my weakness when I’m depressed; it’s actually carbs—French fries to be exact. 

So, as you can probably tell, a pretty vicious cycle.

I’m slowly starting to break out of it. 

This weekend was the worst.  I didn't even want to get out of bed. 

Saturday, a combination of feeling very sick along with the snow, kept me at the apartment rather than venture going to work.  I slept most of the day. 

Sunday, since it was so dead at the 2^nd job, I got sent home by noon, which was a blessing in disguise.  I didn't really want to be there, anyway, especially with the lady I nicknamed “The Dragon.”  As you can probably pick up, with a name like Dragon, there has to be little to no working relationship there.  (and that’s an understatement)

I’m going to try a partial workout today to see how I’m feeling afterwards.  If I’m feeling up to speed, then the next go round, I will venture a full workout.  However, if I’m still feeling a bit sluggish, then I’ll just do partial workouts until I get stronger.

I’m not as feverish anymore, but I still have the sniffles and a bit of congestion.  My appetite hasn't quite come back to normal, but I’m making myself eat, even if it’s just a small amount.

As far as the sadness, it will probably linger a bit because it’s close to my grandfather’s birthday.  I am seriously considering writing a blog that day, but I’m not quite sure what type of tone it will take.  It still doesn't quite feel like he’s gone, yet May will mark two years.  Had he lived, he would have been 94.

In either case, stay tuned.

Peace.