Tuesday, July 19, 2011
I went to see the Wizard
Turning 66 wasn't much different from turning 65. I'm still in roughly the same place in life that I was. However I have to say I did go see the Wizard. You're probably thinking that I went to see the Harry Potter movie. Nope. I'll wait for the crowds to thin for that. I went to my wonderful terrific doctor. And I told him about the problems I have been hiding from the bloggers, my friends and family, and myself. I had hit a brick wall. Not a brick road.
I have been in constant pain from the knee surgery, the back problem, and the recently developed hip problem. I was so tired I could barely function and the thought of going out somewhere and doing something was way beyond me. Part of the problem is that I've always been sensitive to heat and it is hotter than Hades here. And muggy. So going out of the house isn't appealing anyway. My therapy is done, and I had planned to keep up the work at the gym. But I couldn't make myself go. Just the thought of it made me want to run and hide. I was so tired that the best effort of my day was usually making the bed. Or cooking dinner. But not both. And I knew I was really depressed. But why. That is another matter entirely. I have a sluggish thyroid. That can cause tiredness. Pain can definitely do it. And a general collapse of the chemical balance in the brain causes depression. So why. Well it doesn't matter why. The wizard(doc) gave me an anti-inflammatory drug and an antidepressant. And my other levels were tested with a huge amount of blood drawn. I'm to call today to find out more. But already the body is better. The outlook is better. I'm not so tired. Why? Who cares why? I don't.