Well, not the sleepiness, that has more to do with the heat and the hours I keep. I get more than enough sleep a day, but not an 8 hour session in a row. 6 here and 2 there is more like it.
This reminds me how diligent I need to keep on my symptoms. A recurring problem with patients of all types is once the maintenance phase has continued long enough they start to think they are "cured". In no way do I think I am cured, but I do have to make sure I do not get complacent.
Inevitably when I write stuff like this, I get an email from my mom, reminding me to eat right or exercise enough. Or someone commiserating over the routine. But endstage CHF is so distasteful sounding to me I want to postpone it as long as possible.
Plus, I still have a lot I want to do. When I was laying in my hospital bed I kind of went over a list of things I probably would not get to do (in my Hover-round). Sure I'd get to go see the Grand Canyon, but some of the more exotic things may have been out of my reach. Travel is a big desire of mine. A big concern I have though is healthcare in case something goes awry. Will the witch doctor in oomba goomba be able to scan my ICD sufficiently? Or will he have the sufficient mixture of mashed berries and bugs to alleviate my edema? Excuse me, my dropsy.
I do not intend on living my life with regrets on what I have not done. I will not create a checklist of things I want to do. I may ponder alternate paths I could take or could have taken, but not to the point of dwell.
If I do not end this soon, I may forget to take my nasal spray which was the whole point of this.
I am thinking about starting to record some of my previous blog entries. Particularly the ones when I was so unsure of my outcome. There is an internet phenomenon called podcasting. I am looking into that possibility. I'll keep this blog informed of any developments.
[...driving by in the Red Car...]
Kronick
aka Kevin 3.1
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