This August marks one heck of a milestone. While for some be ‘6 years post’ can and more often than not means the after time for what, in some cases was an elective procedure [which is not to knock those who did, that was their call, we are talking about something that helps the OEM equipment the body has in the first place], here it’s about what was needed. What had to be done and as Steve the Cardio would have said, ‘if you did not engage in this, you would not be here now’. And this does go hand in hand with what he said about that 3-letter cocktail, in that if that was done, I REALLY could have and would have insured that I would not be here, due to the insult to the heart, kidneys and other organs which would have been caused, all in the name of keeping up with the ‘jonses’…or in some other corners…to ‘legitimize’ an existence. Hence, following his advice, I can celebrate and embrace the fact that it’s 6 years post the Congestive Heart Failure diagnosis.
Granted in this day and age, survival and a long life after such an event is not a big deal. But years ago, this was considered about as close to telling someone that their days were numbered and to make arrangements otherwise. However, these days, that is not the case. In addition to the myriad positive medications that can be used to take care of same. So now this is not something to be worried about per se, it’s a matter of the treatment, as well as what one has around them to make the time after better.
That is what I have on this end. Not an overnight thing, that was not going to be the case. This was a long time coming, changing and the modification of the diet, attitude…even those who I was around in the way of companionship. On the latter point, we are not talking about what some think that word means. In this case, it has to do with those who are there via the fact they are sincere…even if the ‘being there’ is in a virtual vein…as in a connection via various and sundry sites. While in previous generations, this would have happened via the overall face to face…this is the new frontier of the meeting place. Those have helped with not just the keeping of the sanity, but also with the waking up the next day and the days after making a certain amount of logical sense *S*.
Of course, to list all of those would take more space than I have here and any list would start with the home version of the support, those being TheRoyalBadnesses….Rachel and Marissa.
While the new Marissa is and has inherited the mantle of the previous Marty, her presence has been nothing short of wonderful. From both I get the morning meows….the arguments for food and then their rather strident stares when I talk about the activities of the bipeds around us, as well as the attentive looks while I lecture them on different subjects, ranging from history to science to sports.[in particular baseball and seeing that time will be upon us, football in the names of the Kansas City Chiefs and the San Diego Chargers] to music and in that case…progressive rock and jazz. With the lead mention here under the progressive banner ….Renaissance. More so than any other band or musicians I listen to, it’s their music and musicianship that ….when I put them on the portable CD player or the ones here at home…the troubles of that time or that day tend to go away. Even if for a short while. That is a major source of comfort.
As for the humans who I call a part of the large extended family that has been there…the list begins with someone I really dig, whose initials are connected to a special type of record called an extEnded Play and then the others who I have become friends with, via those aforementioned sites above: Grace H., Wendy, FS, Lissette, Simone, Claudia, Ally, Linden, Max, Kristen, Rubi, Christine, Rachael, Lily, Annie, Jon, Janet, Terry, Clare, Mickey, Tom, Jason, Kath, Maria, Ana, Mira, Anastasia, Alyson, Alyona,Romany, Katie, Jessica, Elena, Anastacia, Artemis, Gabriela, Kim, Kimberly, Kyra, Mercedes, Graxia, Cherry, Elena, Petra, Daria, Fahr, Nathalie, Re Ni, Jenny, Seruki, Don, Michaela, Sarah G., Rita, Kirsty, Stephanie, Kaylee, Hirakii, Elly, Shani, Rika, Angrikka, Mika, Claudia, Naya, Sugar, Tamara, MaryAnna, Sofia, Val, Saija, Jessie, Hope, Angela, Paul, Ophelia, Karen, Sara, Alice, Kimby, Destiny, VS, Darlia, Motoko, Marie, Lolo, Natalie, Sadie, Terri, Vanessa, Tartan, Sophie, Aki, Daria, Amy, Justine, Andrea, Rachel, Catherine, Ella_Ro, Marika, Ryche, Sonia, Katsumi, Tina, Chad, Bella, Beth, Dallas, Rod, Ria, Karen, Candy, Rosaline, Dian Ayu, Evi, Catharina, Kamikaze, Loli J., Nana C., Tokki, Zolie, Paige, Sky, Margarita, Pippy, Valkyrie …along with those whose names may not translate well here due to formatting character issues….but they are just as cool and just as important on this list.
Before closing this one out…one other thought and take this for what it’s worth: in the 6 years post, it also means that I am able to live as I see fit. No, this is not meant to be egocentric, far from it. It is that even if one is not able to proceed with medications otherwise, there is still an issue of having a good quality of life…be it with that or not. Here it was a ‘no’ on this and it also meant that life goes on, sans the fog that could surround following others and the quality has not been bad at all, all things considered. Saying that could be seen as a revolutionary act, in a sense like as others I know have seen with changing the diet, making sure the muscles….legs, arms and mind….do not atrophy, etc. It could be a revolutionary act to some, but gee it does beat the heck out of being stagnant.
So that is it for now…and here’s hoping that the next 6 years and the multiples
of same are good ones, too. And from the land of the colourtini….til next
time….enjoy the words as the pics fly through the air.