I see many posts regarding the ongoing issue with VA meds. We experiment with all sorts of combinations in search of the "Dream Cocktail" to give us a level of comfortability. I find myself gifted that over many years (not even knowing I had PTSD) of dealing with the *Beast* I unconsciously developed coping skills. Many years in AA and group therapy I avoided the search for the *Dream Cocktail*
All my physical medical crap I have on my plate today is a directly related to AO. Everytime I turn around its another issue that I thought either passed me by or one I never heard of bites me in the ass. Over the years, Prostate cancer, Skin cancer, Esophageal cancer, each one I was able to do the right thing either by surgery or treatment. I'm not out of the woods by any stretch but I at least have a handle on them. The one thing that I was sure I had under control was the Type 2 Diabetes. Yeah, right!
I hate f*cking meds! Over the years I did almost anything to avoid them. I try to eat reasonably healthy, exercise and monitor my glucose level. About a year or so ago my A1c bounced up above 7.0 and my PC insisted on meds. I said *OK* only determined to throw them in the draw and kick up the exercise a notch. Over the summer into the fall I was swimming 2-3 times a week and doing a ton of yard work. It was for naught I'm afraid - A1c went to 7.4 :mad:
As much as it hurts I think I have to surrender to the meds and all the side effects. My bride say's I should give the exercise another 3 months. Hey, at almost 70, I'm not in as bad shape as some folks I know but I feel like it's pushing the envelope a bit right now. My gut tells me to take the meds (Cholesterol, Blood pressure and T2 Med) and maybe taper off down the road (if possible). Any suggestions?
Going for a colonoscopy next week - God knows what they will find where *The Sun Don't Shine*. The Anesthesiologist is the only good part of the procedure. She is Chinese and alway asks if I like "one olive or two in my Martini" as she says good night. I'm sober 25 years, in all my years pounding them down chasing the drunk that was as good as my first, nothing is sweeter that her *Good Night*. :D
As they roll me over I'm in no position to argue - trust me!:(
Ba
All my physical medical crap I have on my plate today is a directly related to AO. Everytime I turn around its another issue that I thought either passed me by or one I never heard of bites me in the ass. Over the years, Prostate cancer, Skin cancer, Esophageal cancer, each one I was able to do the right thing either by surgery or treatment. I'm not out of the woods by any stretch but I at least have a handle on them. The one thing that I was sure I had under control was the Type 2 Diabetes. Yeah, right!
I hate f*cking meds! Over the years I did almost anything to avoid them. I try to eat reasonably healthy, exercise and monitor my glucose level. About a year or so ago my A1c bounced up above 7.0 and my PC insisted on meds. I said *OK* only determined to throw them in the draw and kick up the exercise a notch. Over the summer into the fall I was swimming 2-3 times a week and doing a ton of yard work. It was for naught I'm afraid - A1c went to 7.4 :mad:
As much as it hurts I think I have to surrender to the meds and all the side effects. My bride say's I should give the exercise another 3 months. Hey, at almost 70, I'm not in as bad shape as some folks I know but I feel like it's pushing the envelope a bit right now. My gut tells me to take the meds (Cholesterol, Blood pressure and T2 Med) and maybe taper off down the road (if possible). Any suggestions?
Going for a colonoscopy next week - God knows what they will find where *The Sun Don't Shine*. The Anesthesiologist is the only good part of the procedure. She is Chinese and alway asks if I like "one olive or two in my Martini" as she says good night. I'm sober 25 years, in all my years pounding them down chasing the drunk that was as good as my first, nothing is sweeter that her *Good Night*. :D
As they roll me over I'm in no position to argue - trust me!:(
Ba