Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Just Another Month - Updates

It is a great challenge, this path of the householder. There are many distractions, many worldy concerns. The aesthetic is bothered by none of these. He is brought his bread and water, and given his humble mat on which to lie, and he can devote his every hour to prayer, meditation and contemplation of the divine. How easy to see the divine under such circumstances! How simple a task! Ah, but give one a spouse and children! October 20 - Meditations from "Conversations with God - Book 1" page 115
Hi Y'all. A wise man once told me that my Just Another Day posting was soon to become Just Another Year. Ya might say this sorta rattled my chain. It has been quite a ride for the past four weeks.
  • I was so proud of getting down to 20 mg of Prozac and less Buspar. Well I had a meltdown, Panic/Anxiety attack that lasted 2.5 days. The good news is I knew what was happening and knew it would pass, I just had to ride it out. I talked with my shrink and I am now up to 60m Prozac and 30 Buspar. But I'm still not back up to 80M prozac and for that I am grateful. Overall progress.
  • Double ear infection - ears swollen shut. Went to an ENT and was treated and had wicks inserted into both ears to get the drops into the inner ear. This was before I went to Rosalie's. The day I left to go over there, the wicks were removed and the ears were open and I continued the treatment for 10 more days. On return from Rosalie's, the ENT declared the infection well. (Another chapter in the Perils of Pauline)
  • I spent 8 days with Rosalie and was with her during the biopsy and the recovery time at the hospital. We got there at 7:35 and left at 3.05 on a Friday. The following Wednesday I was with her when she got the final diagnosis. God is good. She has stage 1 lung cancer and is to have seen a cancer doctor today. I have not heard from her today, but I will call her again tomorrow.
  • Tomorrow I start a four week physical therapy regimen (Mon, Wed, Fri) for my back and sciatica on both the right and left sides. The therapy is aquatic at Memorial Hermann Hospital Northwest. The aquatic therapy is supposed to be low impact, high return. I am really looking forward to this. They even have an underwater treadmill. This is to help me be more mobile. I had an MRI last Tuesday and have multiple bulging discs in my lumbar area. Did some other tests also and will see my neurologist on Nov 2 for a plan of action over and above my P.T. (Yep, another chapter of Perils of Pauline)

Tonight I am grateful for:

  1. God, my Higher Power
  2. My Sobriety
  3. Mamie, my schnauzer
  4. My Sponsor. (Who is now able to drive)
  5. The positive aspect of all the above.
  6. Joe's broken foot is healing nicely.
  7. Dinner with my sober buddies before Sat night meetings.
  8. The strength that I find in posting of my blogger buddies.
  9. All Y'all.

Y'all be pretty now, ya heah.


dAAve said...

Ain't life grande?

Steve E. said...

I'm picturing you Zane, with multiple bulging discs, running on a treadmill wearing a snorkel and a mask. Under water? Hmmmmmm.

Oh! An those thingies sticking out of your ears!!! You're a MESS, man --GRIN!

Steve E

Queenneenee said...

Hey Zane-Thats good news about Rosalie. She is lucky to have such a great person for a brother! It sucks how sick YOU have been though. Bulging discs sounds very painful.

Thats a long tiem for a anxiety attack. I used to have those and I thought 10 minutes was too long.

Anonymous said...

Wow Zane, you have been through so much recently and write about it so matter-of-fact-ly! Thanks for posting, I was wondering how you have been. Ending that post with a gratitude list says so much about you! I will keep you and Rosalie in my prayers.

Syd said...

Zane, I'm glad that things are going well. Good news about Rosalie. And I know that your sober buddies care about you a lot.

Prayer Girl said...

As always, I am just so happy to get an update from you.

Sounds like lots of things happening and pretty positive outcomes for all.

That is a good thing.
Prayers your way,