I’m Baaaaaack!!!!

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Cable service was disrupted by auto accidents before I crawled out of bed at 6 a.m. this morning. This meant no television and no internet access all day long!
The service was finally restored 12 hours later, coming on at a minute or two before 6 p.m.
Fortunately, I had music to listen to and games I could play on the computer. Had I not had an outlet, I would have gone more insane than I am already.
My little buddy, Chooey, had to go to the doctor today. Mamaw Susie took him for the ride to South Heritage Veterinary Hospital.
Chooey received his annual vaccination, nails clipped and was examined. An ear infection has set in. I now have to dose him twice each day with an antibiotic and spray his ear twice a day.
Neither is easy to do. Chooey has gained two and a half pounds since last year. He has gone from nine pounds to eleven and half pounds.
That’s the way it has been this rainy Wednesday.
And how has your midweek been?
Two-year Chooey, my baby

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I am Mark Ivy, a born and bred Hoosier.
I am father to two wonderful sons, Dave and Kev, of whom I am very proud;
two terrific daughters-in-law, Anna and Hailey; three beautiful granddaughters, Dylan, Alaina and Amelia.

On May 9, 2017, my lung specialist hit me with the news I had maybe six months to live if the chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD), the damage caused by the histoplasmosis described below, ran its normal course. I am now on hospice at home. Content and ready to cross over the river to the other side.

On September 2, 2014, I was diagnosed with disseminated histoplasmosis, a fungal infection, discovered by a biopsy of my larynx.
The infection is fatal if left untreated. For 2 1/2 years I lived under a death sentence being misdiagnosed
with a non-specific bacterial infection which left my right lung a “dried up sponge” and non-functioning.
I was aggressively treated for the infection with antifungals.
The treatment ended October of 2015 and fortunately did not take two years.

I suffer from chronic Horton’s Syndrome. The effects vary widely causing various problems.
Statistically, Horton’s affects only 0.1% of the population. Major depression also attacks me regularly.