I had to drop by to say good morning before leaving home for the day.
Good morning @JohnnyPotseed and all the crew!
Anything coupled with Vertigo is a bad combination. My missus is just getting over a bout of that crap. I’m on surgery recovery and she gets Vertigo? She had the decency to wait 'til I was able to help some. Keep us fed.
She does something called the Epley Maneuver, resets the crystals in your ears. Something like that. Makes her puke to do it, but it helps.
My doctor told me coffee was ok before I gave blood for my diabetes. I got there an hour early. Was number three in line.
This vertigo is caused by scar tissue on brain pressing against inner ear. Can’t recall medical term, ‘punch drunk’ is colloquial, meds are only thing when bad bouts. Meclizine, helps sometimes.
Thing is, with so many different things gone wrong, they exacerbate each other. Making it hard to treat, so I just deal mostly. Especially since I don’t like taking a crapload of different meds
This mobility scooter and roll around walker are always in reach, and used anytime I move from this chair
They don’t stop every fall, but damn sure help lessen times
Out in the barn I use my cane plus am almost always within reach of something to hold onto
Doc told me same, especially since I drink straight black, nothing added. But hold it down to minimal he said lol
Take it easy @JohnnyPotseed and no need to push yourself, take a load off those feet and feel better soon
Tha’ts exactly what I’ve been doing the past couple hours. Just got back up can’t lay there but so long before pain says, nope ya had enough ‘rest’!
Hated to like that one…Hope you didn’t break anything! We don’t mend as quick as we use to.
Naw, the scooter &walker helps keep me from most falls. But then there are the occasional times that nothing is going to stop me going down. I try to lessen the impact/harm as best I can, then keep on keepin on. The litany of ailments is long, and I’m supposedly marking time waiting here at home, with my family, rather than into a hospice center. I plan on being around for a long time and make liars outta the docs.
Hell, lol that has already sorta happened, they gave me the ‘any time now’ talk, in 2022, when they were talking about maybe having to take one or both legs. So, FUGEM, what do they know?! They make guesses, is all.
Have you tried an epsom salt bath? I soak a couple times a week for health benefits. It can work for swelling, boils, relax muscles, removes toxins, helps with bruses and sprains. Do a quick search on Epsom Salt treatment for Edema for details.
Thnx for tips, my friend. I’m aware, yes. This swelling is caused by a bad valve in the heart that doesn’t seal good, creating backflow and loss of pressure to the lower extremities. Got a ‘soak’ for the heart?
I wear those knee-high compression stockings. Helps some. But the loss of feeling and also pain at same time (talk about being at odds…)
So like me you have regurgitation…….
Kind reminds me of a poem by Black Hamlet
Incongruous Anomaly
With one thought
I damn or redeem myself,
Over-priced life lessons
Little to no help.
The left hand knows
What the right is about,
Confidence clenching
A strangling doubt.
The ego is strong,
Can weather all storms,
The id just a basket case:
Rapture and thorns.
So slice off an ear
While I make tea and bake,
Life is the recipe,
Paradox the cake.
My mom used Sequential compression device(Intermittent pneumatic compression devices) on both legs for the edema. They are sleeves that wrap around your legs and they charge up using usb charger. Would those work for you?
They work about as much as anything else. Nothing is absolute in complete ‘help’.
The flow/pressure in the legs are among the least of my problems, lol
I’ve outlived my ‘use by’ date, I’m happy with having led the life I’ve had the opportunity for. Wouldn’t change a thing! Now I just grow my Ganja and look forward to every new day.
I keep telling you the reflection in that mirror is valid but nooooo it’s broke you say…….
Damn right! I’ll keep on growing my Ganja… ailments & expiration date be damned!
‘Give up’ ain’t in my vocabulary… to do that means the end, as far as I’m concerned.
Damn doctors told me in 2012 that if I didn’t get a mitral valve replacement I had 5-7 years to live. After them telling me about the operation I told them I would die first…….
Yep, I know that feeling, now they wanna do more operations on me. I told em at this point in my life, I’ll take whatever the creator sees fit to allow me, and be happy. FUCKEM! They ain’t cutting on me no mo…
All I know is, I’m sitting her getting blasted and looking at my girls. They’re getting fatter by the day. I may have a nice little harvest. After the seeds come out.