Another month goes by and I dither about writing a new post since I don't have much to offer. On health: the antibiotics did their thing and I am newly well again. It took a number of days--maybe even a week--to get most of the debris out of my lungs after the antibiotics were done. I'm back working out, reasonably consistently, watching the weight--hovering around 223 (3 lb above goal)--cutting back a bit on the alcohol. Doing the stuff that every one seems to do as we start a new year.
To be alive this long is amazing. I know when I was young that I thought I would be lucky to see a new century turn. I was 62 when that happened and my cohort's average time on the planet was running out. Now here we are some 18 years later. There are several times that in days of yore I would have died. Thanks to modern medicine, that did not happen. For that I am thankful.
The only real issue that concerns me currently is the tendency of my body to store water. In my last heart clinic checkup they wanted me to take the Lasix pill whenever I gained a pound or two overnight. My tendency has been to wait and see whether the gains continue each day. So I had a week recently in which it seemed I gained near a pound every day, let's say 5 lbs for the week. I took a pill and lost 5-6 lbs. But in the succeeding days I put back on half of that. And I felt very dehydrated until I did. Since that time my weight has gone down occasionally along with up occasionally. The variations seem related to eating out and booze. Much lower variation if those two conditions are absent. Now it seems that I may gain a pound or two for a day or two and then I expel that water and drop two pounds overnight. The latter seems a very good sign. I am wondering whether I may see less of this as my heart strengthens.
Still awaiting house completion but the end of the tunnel may be approaching.
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