Three weeks ago today I’d been in the hospital for a couple days, being deflated of excess fluids and attempting to get my blood pressure into normal range as opposed to abnormal range. I knew I needed to be there and I wanted to be there. This was definitely one of those scared straight moments in life. Besides possibly a couple scary medical moments with our kids, this was the scariest thing I had been through. Even scarier than New York Public Transit.
Being three weeks out from that I can say I feel pretty great. Meds still make me woozy if I get up too quickly, but other than that everything else feels calmer. And the added bonus of starting Prozac is that I’m not worried about everything like I was. I go back to work on Wednesday and I’m not concerned about that in the slightest. My buddy retires Friday, leaving me the sole person in our area. I really don’t care. I’ll get done what I can get done, and if they don’t like it oh well. All they have to do is hire more people. If they don’t want to do that then I call that rolling the dice.
My wife’s birthday is tomorrow. I ordered flowers this morning that I will pick up tomorrow. I wanted to make her a carrot cake, as it’s her(and mine) favorite cake. But it’s also extremely sugary and unhealthy, and our daughter isn’t a fan of raisins, so we’d have a 13×9 inch sugary cake for us to eat on our own. So, I think I might just get an ice cream cake from Dairy Queen. They’re not as big and easier to share as who doesn’t like ice cream cake?
It’s the least I can do for these last few months I’ve put her through. She’s taken great care of me and has handled my pills and gotten them in the pill dispensers for me. Checks and makes sure I’m feeling okay, and has just been so supportive these last few weeks. I put myself to the brink all because I didn’t want to go to the doctor, which is ridiculous. I’m just glad I got a second chance at this thing called life. I can’t imagine working over 35 years and then crapping out before I could retire and enjoy my golden years. What a waste.
What am I doing today? Well, I’ll take the dog for a walk here in a bit, then maybe get a couple solo laps in as well. Yesterday I mowed the front and backyard with no issues. I’m building my stamina back up. I wanna be ready for our August vacation to the Upper Peninsula. We’ve got a private beach that leads directly to the lake so I want to be able to handle that no problem. Plus, I just want to get back up to my 3-4 mile daily walks. As far as eating I feel pretty good about what I’m eating and how much I’m eating, and keeping it to a low sodium diet. That’s part of maintaining my current weight(203 lbs this morning), but activity and exercise is the other.
Recent music purchases…the RSD 2026 release Joe Henderson Consonance recorded live, 1978 and Stanley Clarke’s Journey To Love. Both are great. The Henderson one is 2LPs with some epic improvisations, while Stanley Clarke’s Journey To Love is Clarke’s third solo LP. It’s got the great Jeff Beck on it as well, so it’s definitely a keeper.
I’ve also been listening to a lot of Jeff Parker lately, getting geared up for his new album Happy Today which drops May 15th. Between that and the new Boards of Canada dropping at the end of May it’s going to be a damn good month for music.
Countdown to regular life has started. And I think I’m ready, or at least as ready as I can be.
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