I finally arrived and begrudgingly have to admit that I have
evolved into the grasp of the aged father time. Once nimble digits punched away
on my keyboard and ordered a heating pad. Yes, I bought a heating pad. I have
to confess that I had to make 3 corrections on my order because my fingers
don't want to follow my brain's orders to push them all the way down or hit the
keys I intended.
The old man, dressed in a white robe, long white beard and
rusty scythe has taken up residence in the home 20, but has mercifully spared
my bride. I detest the unwelcome visitor/resident and have sought help in
evicting him. 2017 has become the year that I learned I am no longer the
phenomenal athlete I once truly believed I was.
Bullet proof was a good description of me and other than the
occasional fender benders our bodies experience, I always ricocheted and kept
right on truckin'. I scoffed at lesser beings who seemed to be disintegrating
in front of me and smugly declared that I must be living right. Being
self-righteous has its moment of karma to be sure.
It all began to unravel for me in March when I noticed I had
a stiff neck. I awoke early and figured I had slept in a position that caused
the malady. I was scheduled to instruct an indoor cycling class at the NASA
location of the gym named after the clock. I drove down and did the class and
by the time it was over, I was in such pain I felt like going to the emergency
room. I don't handle pain well.
To make a long story less boring, here I am 8 months later
still attempting to straighten out my neck. I have what they call spinal
stenosis or a narrowing of the bone channel occupied by the spinal nerves or
the spinal cord. It's not uncommon I'm told and was exacerbated by injuries I
incurred years ago. My VA doctor described it as "nasty neck" and that
sums it up pretty well.
The VA's solution was massive amounts of steroids both
orally and by neck injection and enough pills to put me in atrial fibrillation or
A-fib. At one point, my blood pressure
hit 180 over 120 and they feared I was going to have a stroke. They determined
I now needed to see a hematologist who prescribed me... more prednisone! I was
now up to 13 meds and decided to simply stop taking all of them except my
original blood pressure pill. They were killing me with medicine and actually
induced gout with one of them.
I am one month withdrawn from all that and my blood pressure
has returned to normal. My neck still hurts and after 6 weeks of acupuncture
treatments, my 5 week long headache is gone. The chronic pain I suffered during
the 5 months the VA prescribed pain pills is basically gone also. At one point
I took 180 Tramadol pills in a little over a month. I imagine my liver looks
like hamburger meat.
I am now being treated by a chiropractor here in Baytown with both painful
and pain-relieving results. My gym visits have all but stopped with an
occasional foray into spin class to keep my legs from atrophying. I have had to
accept the sad fact that I am 65 and not 25 and that is the hardest thing for
me to mentally digest. There is a silver lining in all of this though. I've
learned to take control of what meds I will actually ingest. I now read the
warnings and have adjusted what I eat and drink. I should have been doing this
all along. The 5 months I let the doctors prescribe pills did not help me. I
simply suffered through it.
It wasn't until I sought alternative medical help with the
acupuncturist and chiropractor that I made progress. I think sometimes we need
to listen to our bodies instead of turning them over to experts. I made some
serious changes in my dietary habits and have rubbed enough topical analgesics
into my neck to lubricate an 18-wheeler. I force myself to drink 8 bottles of
water a day. So, I bought a heating pad and it seems to really be doing some
good. If it means I am an old person, so be it. I need it.
My next evolution is to get a couple pairs of khaki pants,
some brown brogan shoes or those tennis shoes with Velcro tabs, and a
light-weight cane. So, when you see me out and about, don't be shocked, be
gentle. Be kind and take control of your health.
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