Rougher Sunday

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

Mom is having a family get together today in celebration of her other half’s 75th birthday on Tuesday. While I would like to be there to help celebrate with Bill, today is rougher than Friday or Saturday.

Got my antibiotic on Friday as well as upped my dosage of Prednisone. But since rising, even taking the few steps to the kitchen for coffee has left me in respiratory distress for a few minutes.

Such is life with COPD when the weather is as topsy-turvy as the winter has been.

So far, however, I am fighting and recovering. I have yet to call for an ambulance and land back in the hospital.

Chooey loves that the temperatures have turned much warmer. But that warmth will be short-lived.

Colder readings will come back later in the week. The normal winter degrees will command throughout February.

That’s the way it is this Lord’s Day in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Sunday going?

Don’t Wanna Go!

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

One place I do not want to go is to a luxury suite at Regional Hospital.

As I have talked about for the past couple of days, I am fighting the exacerbation of the COPD which hits me as well as chronic bronchitis. Either one along with hypoxia would land me back in the hospital.

Got in touch with the doctor on Friday. He did give me the prescription for Levaquin, an anitbiotic. This along with upping my dosage of Prednisone, I am hoping will keep me at home in Mark’s Den.

Even though I woke up around 8 this morning, I am just now getting around to posting.

I fell asleep.

After taking my meds and then doing my nebulizer treatment, the next thing you know it going on 1 o’clock.

The way this weather has been up and down, it is affecting my system, threatening exacerbation and disrupting my sleep patterns. I cannot wait until summer.

That’s the way it is sunny and warmer Saturday morning in the Cornfield.

And how is your day going?

Rough Friday

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

Ted Cruz may have had a rough time at the Republican presidential debate last night, but it is me who is having a rough time this last Friday in January.

I was forced from slumber before 5:30 a.m. – Thanks, Chooey.

Stumbled around, turned on the coffee and let my little buddy outside. Went through checking email and my various web sites. Took my medicines and fell asleep for a bit in my recliner.

I even called the doctor’s office to get a scrip for Levaquin. The mucus is white and foamy, breathing is more difficult. I upped my Prednisone dosage.

Gots to catch this before it lands me back in the hospital.

So far Chooey has been out about four times. And it’s not mild, but downright cold out there.

I am not going out, but rather I sit in the doorway holding to Chooey’s leash. Though the door is almost completely shut, there is enough cold air blowing in, it makes it shivering time.

Part of my coming down with something could be the stress and worry over how to make it this coming month since my account has already been debited nearly $300 since Iohn is not paying the car loans or personal loan. It is really bugging me.

I don’t know how I am going to handle this month.

True, come March I will be back on track provided I can open an account somewhere and transfer my Social Security to the new account. At least for February, my budget has been blown to smithereens.

That’s the way it is this TGIF day in Mark’s Den.

And how is your last January, 2016 Friday going?

Catching Cold

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

Worrying this sunny, bright Thursday morning that I may be catching a cold. While a cold can be horrible for most people, for me it could land me back in the hospital turning into a viral respiratory infection or pneumonia.

Time to break out the night time medicine and hope it helps. If not, it will be a call to the doctor for some Levaquin and upping my dosage of Prednisone.

Already been napping this morning after crawling out of bed around 7:30. After taking my medicines and doing a nebulizer treatment, I stayed in the recliner and dozed off.

Wondering whether to keep to my normal television viewing tonight or watch the Republican presidential debate or tune in the Donald Trump publicity stunt. Most likely watch my normal programs and tune in the debate later. Not sure if I want to add to the Trump stunt using veterans for his own political gain.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Thursday going?

This week’s #ThrowBackThursday picture:

Leticia, Mark in the background at the Lighthouse Chapel, Dugger, IN
Leticia, Mark in the background, at The Lighthouse Chapel, Dugger, IN late 1980’s.

Midweek Doldrums

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

Setting the upheaval in the world of politics aside, this Wednesday in Mark’s Den is filled with the doldrums. The ongoing monotony with the occasional flare-up coming from either my ex or my health.

The snow is pretty well gone. The air is turning cooler, but a big warm-up is on the way. The 50s are not out of possibility as the week wears on.

Breaking up the tedium is the antics of Chooey. He gets in this moods at time when all he wants to do is run. He runs at full pace back and forth from the living room cross the kitchen the short hallway to the backdoor and back again. He does this several times before stopping for a drink of water, then starts again.

Let's play, Daddy!
Let’s play, Daddy!

Watching him run or going after one of his socks can be funny as well.

Have had no response from Iohn about the car situation and the loans. Not that I really expected him to contact me.

This really puts a dent into my ability to maintain in February. Somehow I am sure a way will be found. Wondering if I should attempt again to refinance the loans to where I can afford the payments. Then find a way to get the Aveo back.

Oh well. Such is life.

That’s the way it is this midweek in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Wednesday going?

Hit, But Still Ticking

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

Got hit with another unexpected blow on Monday evening, but I am still ticking and kicking.

In December I gave up the Chevy Aveo to Iohn since I could not afford to keep it when faced with choosing between buying food or medicine. I wanted to give it back to the bank, but Iohn was insistent on taking the car and paying the loan.

When I checked my account last evening, I found that I had been debited with the car loan payment. Iohn has the car, but I am still paying!

Shot off an email and text, not sure if he will get them, saying if I am going to have to pay, then I want my car back.

Doubt I will get a response. Doubt I will see the car.

The man I knew for 10 years is not the man I am seeing, hearing about today. This is not the person who I married in 2014 and got divorced from last month. I do not know this person.

Now I have to figure out how to keep from being $300 short in March. It is too late for my February check.

Looks like I will be opening a new bank account for my Social Security.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Tuesday going?

Not Another Manic Monday

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

While people on the East Coast are digging out from winter storm Jonas, in the Cornfield most of the few inches of snow has gone now. It will be a bit warmer today which will probably get rid of what snow is left.

Most of the snow is gone now.
Most of the snow is gone now.

For me it will be more of the same, humdrum, mundane existence. Nothing of any import will take place.

Later this evening there will be a town hall meeting of the three Democratic presidential candidates in Iowa, but not sure if I will tune in live or wait and catch it later.

Set up my new bed as best I could yesterday. It was not easy. Twice while getting it ready to sleep on last night, even though I had my oxygen on, I was fearful I would have to call for an ambulance. The intensity on my chest wall, the difficulty in breathing was off the charts.

But I survived and managed. Unfortunately when I adjusted the bed frame, I made it too wide. I did not discover my misjudgment until after I put the box springs on the frame. Too late then to adjust. I was not capable of removing the box spring and resetting the frame.

Dad will be here in a short bit to take care of the matter for me.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den this first day of a new week.

And how is your Monday going?

Changes

Guess you could say I received a bit of an upgrade at Mark’s Den today. Thanks to Mom working out a deal within my budget and then to Bill and Chance for making the delivery, some changes were made this Sunday.

Facebook, Twitter and Google+ users can click the link to see all the images.

First up my new, much larger television:

0124161733a 0124161938d 0124161939a

Then my new end table and lamp with shade:

0124161733b 0124161937 0124161938a

Rearrange the kitchen:

0124161940

Put it all together:

0124161940b 0124161940d

From twin to full size bed:

0124161733g

What Shall It Be?

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

This sunny Sunday morning I sit here trying to decide what to fix to eat.

Shall it be biscuits with sausage gravy or shall it be pancakes?

Oh the dilemma I face! LOL

The easiest would be biscuits and gravy. All I have to do is pop the canister and put the biscuits in the oven. Open the can and heat up the sausage gravy.

Otherwise I must mix the batter, pour it into a skillet with hot vegetable oil. Stand and flip the hot cakes before taking the spatula to move them to a plate where I must butter and pour on syrup.

Decisions. Decisions.

Some time today I am expecting to receive my “new” bed, an end table and lamp. I had hoped to also get a loveseat recliner, but that is not happening. I already moved the furniture around to accommodate, but must wait for a loveseat or couch.

While I ponder my perplexity of what to eat, folk back on the East Coast are digging out from snow and dealing with flood waters. When put into perspective, my indecisiveness over breakfast (or is it brunch?) seems so petty, so small-minded.

With that said, I think I will do the biscuits and gravy.

Don’t forget to check out The Sunday Paper later today!

That’s the way it is this Lord’s Day in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Sunday going?

Phone Call Brings Memory

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

One year ago this week I was in the hospital for supraventricular tachycardia.

My heart was racing to the point that in the emergency room my heart had to be stopped and restarted twice. While an inpatient it occurred again where once more the heart was stopped and restarted twice again.

Following tests and a heart catheter, I was given a clean bill of health with my cardiovascular system.

I was, however, put on medications to control my heart rate, a low-dose aspirin and a cholesterol med even though my blood pressure and heart rate were usually low and my cholesterol was normal. All this was done as preventative measures. I continue on the meds.

The memory of these events from a year ago were brought back front and center in my brain when I received a phone call yesterday from you-know-who.

He told me how he was rushed to the emergency room on Wednesday with his blood pressure going off the charts and his heart racing. He informed me he had a stroke. His heart also had to be stopped and restarted twice.

He was not kept in the hospital. He was only put on an aspirin regime.

He had gone to work yesterday, but had to be sent home. He noted he could no longer play with his girlfriend’s little daughter as he used to do.

As he spoke the memories came flooding back. I have lived what he went through. Not a pretty picture.

Life goes on.

That’s the way it is this very cold morning in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Saturday going?