Changing things up here as I continue my daily battle with my sidekick ‘Lenny’ (the name I have given my COPD/Asthma) as I know I need to get more serious about what’s ahead for me and that includes being more serious about my therapy for which part of my therapy of sorts is to put into words how my battle may be going and then sharing it openly as part of what I call my responsibility.
That responsibility for my battle is to talk about my travels with ‘Lenny’ and share with others with the hope that maybe, just maybe, I will reach even one other person whom may read what I share and realize they are not alone.
Today I once again share where I am at and maybe how I may or may not be dealing with life and my own COPD/Asthma Travels.
A day or so ago I had a message left for me on facebook asking me if I was doing ok because this person had not seen any of my postings for a while and that touched my heart, made me realize that maybe I was touching someone, somewhere with my COPD/Asthma travels.
My explanation at that point for why I had not posted for a while is really the reasons behind much of my life the back half of 2015, I had found myself getting caught up in life itself and what was going on in it and just was not giving myself enough time to sit down and take care of me and what I do need to be doing to help work through my own frustrations of life and my own battle with lack of control of the essentially important thing we call breathing.
Sure I started writing part-time for a new local weekly newspaper. Sure my wife and I started taking in one of our grandsons when we could while his mother tried to straighten out her life. Sure we have been dealing with the emotions and all that go with trying to help an adult child that is fighting for their life against drug addiction and mental issues. Sure I could say my breathing, weight and stamina was getting the best of me because of all that was going on.
But all those times I could say ‘sure it was this or that’ I also could be saying I lost control of those things which I can control.
The newspaper gig is fun and I love it as I love to write and should’ve been a journalist from the start 45 years ago. But I also have to work better at getting and staying organized with it, which in turn would help keep me from getting tired, short of breath and frustrated.
The grandson thing is finally working into a routine sort of and when he is here I know time will be needed for attention as his developmental challenges mean special loving. Plus I love the bonding time we are getting.
Our adult child fighting for her life, literally, against drug addiction and mental issues can not rule my world. Both my wife and I have come to the realization that it is in more in her hands than it is in ours and all we can do most days are to pray, hope and have faith that she will find the will, desire and love of life to beat off her demons.
All this brings me back to my frustrations of having limited stamina to get a lot done many days due to my breathing issues. That and the true fight of my own on watching my weight and not letting it balloon up like it can when I do not have the energy or stamina to exercise like I really need to. But that is for another conversation on another day and time.
So that pretty much sums up where I have been, why I have been somewhat silent – though know this writing bit is always on my mind, a fact which will be changing as you will see, hear and read over the next few days.
And that my friends is where ‘Lenny’ (my COPD/Asthma) and me are at 4 today.
*** CONTINUE PRAYERS AND BLESSINGS FOR KAYCIE CHAPMAN ***
NOTE TO REMEMBER: Sometimes we share what may seem like medical information, but we are only giving descriptions and highlights of various aspects of having COPD and/or asthma and no way do we ever want our information to be considered medical treatment type of information, always consult your physician for more, clearer and more medical founded information.
As always – if you or anyone you know have any symptoms involving lung and breathing functionality, and they linger over and over while disrupting a lifestyle – then please ask questions and get it checked out.
Remember – a person without breathing is a person without life itself.
I bid to all – smiles, prayers, blessings and steady breathing – Mr. William.
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