Forgive me if this is in the main forum. I;m confused about how to make a new blog subject entry.
I rarely if ever post anything personal anymore.
I just wanted to vent, a bit.
Tomorrow, April 4, 2025, is 13 years since my beloved mother left me.
So much has changed for me since April 4, 2024, that I feel like I am not the same person.
Slowly, God Willing, things seem to be getting better.
Somewhere in the forum, I posted how, in late October 2024, my careless health habits caused my neurologist to drop a bomb on me.
I had suffered a TIA, or mini stroke. I was 25 to 30 pounds overweight, with sky high BP
My Neurologist, who I have a long, caring relationship with since a Grand Mal seizure in the fall of 2016, said to me in an annoyed tone of voice
"This TIA is your warning, Mitch, you may not get another one." Meaning, any future health episodes could put my life in danger, most likely a major stroke. "
Slowly, but surely, I knew that I had to make every effort to lose weight
I was using every excuse in the book. My painful migraines, my father's constant physical pain, etc etc
I started trying to cut back, taking the subway to the nearby shopping mall, to walk up and down the stairs, and around the mall.
I cut out almost all sweets, except frozen yogurt
I was addicted to smoked salmon, lox on a bagel, eating it so many times a week, I'm embarrassed to post how much.
All of that, went by the wayside.
Asian food, is now almost non existent.
I eat Italian food occasionally, fried shrimp occasionally, but take a long walk after.
I saw my father and my uncle last Friday. We had a wonderful lunch. I had not seen my Dad since the day after Father's Day. I think, in his aged and fragile physical condition, he was fed up with watching his son play "Russian Roulette" with my life.
My uncle, never a man to mince words said.
"Mitch, you look better than you have in years"
My new cardiologist took tests last week, all normal, my BP, normal for the first time in years, I will be getting a new internist.
The job is not done yet, but, I am much much better than I was even in October.
I am grateful to my family and friends, both real life, and online who have supported me through this ordeal.
I always think of, and miss my mom.
Yet, if there is an afterlife, I know she is looking down on me, smiling and saying.
"My son is going to do it"
Hopefully, more good things are coming, but for right now, I am just thankful to keep moving forward with my health, and having the support of those who love me. .
I rarely if ever post anything personal anymore.
I just wanted to vent, a bit.
Tomorrow, April 4, 2025, is 13 years since my beloved mother left me.
So much has changed for me since April 4, 2024, that I feel like I am not the same person.
Slowly, God Willing, things seem to be getting better.
Somewhere in the forum, I posted how, in late October 2024, my careless health habits caused my neurologist to drop a bomb on me.
I had suffered a TIA, or mini stroke. I was 25 to 30 pounds overweight, with sky high BP
My Neurologist, who I have a long, caring relationship with since a Grand Mal seizure in the fall of 2016, said to me in an annoyed tone of voice
"This TIA is your warning, Mitch, you may not get another one." Meaning, any future health episodes could put my life in danger, most likely a major stroke. "
Slowly, but surely, I knew that I had to make every effort to lose weight
I was using every excuse in the book. My painful migraines, my father's constant physical pain, etc etc
I started trying to cut back, taking the subway to the nearby shopping mall, to walk up and down the stairs, and around the mall.
I cut out almost all sweets, except frozen yogurt
I was addicted to smoked salmon, lox on a bagel, eating it so many times a week, I'm embarrassed to post how much.
All of that, went by the wayside.
Asian food, is now almost non existent.
I eat Italian food occasionally, fried shrimp occasionally, but take a long walk after.
I saw my father and my uncle last Friday. We had a wonderful lunch. I had not seen my Dad since the day after Father's Day. I think, in his aged and fragile physical condition, he was fed up with watching his son play "Russian Roulette" with my life.
My uncle, never a man to mince words said.
"Mitch, you look better than you have in years"
My new cardiologist took tests last week, all normal, my BP, normal for the first time in years, I will be getting a new internist.
The job is not done yet, but, I am much much better than I was even in October.
I am grateful to my family and friends, both real life, and online who have supported me through this ordeal.
I always think of, and miss my mom.
Yet, if there is an afterlife, I know she is looking down on me, smiling and saying.
"My son is going to do it"
Hopefully, more good things are coming, but for right now, I am just thankful to keep moving forward with my health, and having the support of those who love me. .
