I don't think Garth Brooks had any idea of just what those lyrics "I am much too young to feel this damn old" meant when he sang them. At age 28 I frequently feel like somehow, even though I still can't pass for 21, I have gotten a recycled body that already has a good 100,000+ miles on it. I am thankful for all of the ways that my body systems manage to get things right each and every day, and marvel at how something so small can cause things to go so wrong. I am still dealing with issues from the dysautonomia - apparently it has decided that it needs some attention now. On Monday at my doctor's appointment my blood pressure was inaudible, which means I was in the freakish low category but somehow I managed to sneak out of there without a trip to the emergency room for fluids and monitoring. I did not get a free pass on everything though and have to undergo some unrelated tests. Oh the fun never ends. When the doctor asked when my last mammogram was I told him I was only 28 and that according to the owner's manual, I had another 12 years on these things before they needed to be taken in to the shop. Well, on Tuesday they get taken in to the shop 12 years early. So anyway, all this week I have been having issues of sudden drops of blood pressure when I sit upright or stand which makes life interesting. I have found myself lying flat on my back in some interesting places in order to avoid passing out. I call it inspecting the ceiling.
Basically other than the medical stuffs my life is pretty boring right now, and boring is pretty good. I do need to come up with a better topic and write more on here soon. Oh I tested my wheelchair in snow this past week and it does well - better than the old rental by a great deal! No more damsel in distress stuck in a snowbank!! I also tried to explain to an old lady today that the reason I looked just like someone who was in a wheelchair and used to live here but with darker hair is because I AM that person and failed miserably (my hair is lighter red in the spring and summer when I am in the sun more). We both ended up confused, but she said next time she saw that other girl she was going to tell her she had a twin. I gave up. I guess I have more than one self. It really is Me, Myself, and I afterall!
February 20, 2010 at 10:30 PM
No matter how you are feeling, your brain is working far better than the lady who thinks you have a twin. Barbara
February 21, 2010 at 12:36 PM
So does this mean the evil twin has taken over for the good twin? are you two halves of the whole?
I like both of ya... you make me smile,laugh cry and spit out my drink! :)
February 21, 2010 at 8:01 PM
Why in the heck are they making you get a mammogram? Trying to rule out breast cancer? Oh yeah, maybe its your boobs making your legs weak!! -Lauren
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