I Am Awake!

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark
Here it is 5 o’clock in the late afternoon. I thought I had already made my entry today. That is…
I received an email from my Desert friend, Bonnie, a few minutes ago. She wondered if I had slept all day. I could not figure out why.
I went looking before replying.
Li and behold, I failed to post this morning! 🤓☺🤓☺
So…I am now trying to make amends.
Yes, this has been a very rough day after a tough night.
I woke at 4 a.m. and went back to sleep. When I wok I was having real breathing issues. I had to take a dose of Roxanol. When I finally really opened my eyes at 7 a.m., I again had to does up.
I have been hitting the sauce every two hours to keep breathing under control.
That’s the way it’s been in Mark’s Den.
And how has your Thursday been?
From 20111 before I contracted histoplasmosis, in our apartment above Mickey’s Bar & Grill in Farmersburg, iN

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Mark

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.