Well, obviously the idea of me doing a blog entry every day has fallen by the wayside. Hell, some days, the idea of me being awake every day has fallen by the wayside, but I degress. I'm going to attempt to do these more often. Not as a mental exercise or anything. I'm just lazy. The more often I blog, the less I have to type in one sitting.
Brief update on how I've been doing: Still trying desprately to watch my diet. Some days I am more successful than others. This is no surprise, really. What is a bit surprising for me is that I am still doing my DDPYoga exercises almost every day. Not every day, but more than the recommended 3x a week. In my case it's usually closer to 5 times per week. Very few two-a-days though, I just don't have that kind of energy. Yet.
Healthwise.... Good Lord, where to start. I've been alarmingly close to death like 4 or 5 times since my last entry. Several overnight hospital stays. Several instances of emergency dialysis. It's been a mess. But, it looks like we've finally nailed down the root problem. It turns outr my own stupidity was killing me. See I have been dieting a working out, but not losing any weight, but since I wasn't dieting and exercising FOR weight-loss, I didn't pay any attention to it. As it turns out, the weight was indeed coming off, but being immediately replaced by excess water. But at weigh in time before dialysis, weight is just weight and, fat or water, it all weighs the same so no one, including myself, noticed... At least, not until said water started building up in my lungs and around my heart.
Long story short, we have it under control now, nominally. I'm having my dry-weight challenged every time I go to dialysis until I start cramping severely again. At that point, I'll know I've hit my actual dry-weigh. Current projections are 185 pounds. Or 84 kilos. I have seriously never weighed so little in my life. It's a little scary, but knowing what I know now, the Standard American Diet (tm) is WAY scarier. Plus, now that a lot of my inflammation is coming down, I hurt less. I dont want to go back.
I'd like to take a moment here to offer a sincere apology to my friends. If you're reading this, you know who you are. The health issues and such have turned me into even more of a hermit than I was. I'll try to do better about keeping in touch. I may even start visiting, wherever I'm still welcome. *insert standard issue cheesey grin here.*
On the home front, with the exception of my health issues and my wife falling apart at the seams, things have been pretty calm. She works too damn much and isn't recovering properly, as most of us dont at our age. I just wish I could find some way to help other than robbing a bank or committing fraud on a massive scale.
This is Tamera's senior year... and easily the strangest school year I've ever seen in my life. I haven't been called into the office so far, but alas, the year is young and I know my daughter. Shoes are expected to start dropping away moment now.
So that's my update. I'll report in again soon... maybe even with something to report. Oh, and check out the song I posted with this entry. Really got my blood pumping. (Only viewable in the web version, so click the link.) Until next time.
