After last week's seizure.
I had a complete physical with an internist.
I'm 166 pounds or.. the same as before I moved to Lancaster in 1999, when I was.. 29 years old. . All the weight I gained when I lived there, is gone.
BP.. When taken, the first time.. a shocking 116 over 75.
I don't remember when it was ever that low. Even before I was diagnosed with the high BP
My cholesterol is high. However, the "Good HDL" is also over 100, so it balances out.
I have to go for a couple of heart tests next week., with a cardiologist who is "an alarmist".
It seems , as though, in spite of a couple of scary incidents.. in the past couple of months with the seizures. I'm okay.
I notice that my stuttering has gotten a bit worse since the first major seizure. Maybe nerves.. concern about my health, and stress.
Now.. after the heart tests.. I can just get back to life.. thankfully.
Since the severe seizure in May, I had thoughts that something is/was going to happen to me.
Especially since my neurologist's partner said to me "With these brain scan reports, Mitch, you should be dead:".
My Dad gets a certain.. sound to his voice when I tell him that I've had a seizure.
My aunt the artist.. probably the worst person who I actually deal with, does nothing but brush off my health concerns, put me down, and boast about herself and my cousin.
My cousin has recently left the NYC area to start a great new job. I'm very happy for him. He is a nice guy.
My aunt is now here all alone, and I think that the bitch feels that it's her "right" to lay all her troubles on me, make fun of me, and put me down.
Before my mom died, I had promised my mom that I was going to stay in touch with my aunt.
My aunt's attitude is making that more difficult.
I have no responsibility or obligation to her at all. She is not my mother/one of my parents.
I see that an estrangement, or at best, a very distant relationship, could be looming. This is very sad. I've never been estranged from anyone on my maternal side of the family.
Hopefully the medical tests will be over, and I can then go on with my life.
Something I would deserve, considering the Hell I've been through the past eight years, between my mom's illness and death, and my own severe medical problems, and near death experiences.
Hopefully, things will finally begin to get better.
I had a complete physical with an internist.
I'm 166 pounds or.. the same as before I moved to Lancaster in 1999, when I was.. 29 years old. . All the weight I gained when I lived there, is gone.
BP.. When taken, the first time.. a shocking 116 over 75.
I don't remember when it was ever that low. Even before I was diagnosed with the high BP
My cholesterol is high. However, the "Good HDL" is also over 100, so it balances out.
I have to go for a couple of heart tests next week., with a cardiologist who is "an alarmist".
It seems , as though, in spite of a couple of scary incidents.. in the past couple of months with the seizures. I'm okay.
I notice that my stuttering has gotten a bit worse since the first major seizure. Maybe nerves.. concern about my health, and stress.
Now.. after the heart tests.. I can just get back to life.. thankfully.
Since the severe seizure in May, I had thoughts that something is/was going to happen to me.
Especially since my neurologist's partner said to me "With these brain scan reports, Mitch, you should be dead:".
My Dad gets a certain.. sound to his voice when I tell him that I've had a seizure.
My aunt the artist.. probably the worst person who I actually deal with, does nothing but brush off my health concerns, put me down, and boast about herself and my cousin.
My cousin has recently left the NYC area to start a great new job. I'm very happy for him. He is a nice guy.
My aunt is now here all alone, and I think that the bitch feels that it's her "right" to lay all her troubles on me, make fun of me, and put me down.
Before my mom died, I had promised my mom that I was going to stay in touch with my aunt.
My aunt's attitude is making that more difficult.
I have no responsibility or obligation to her at all. She is not my mother/one of my parents.
I see that an estrangement, or at best, a very distant relationship, could be looming. This is very sad. I've never been estranged from anyone on my maternal side of the family.
Hopefully the medical tests will be over, and I can then go on with my life.
Something I would deserve, considering the Hell I've been through the past eight years, between my mom's illness and death, and my own severe medical problems, and near death experiences.
Hopefully, things will finally begin to get better.
