‘Lenny’ and Me 4 Today – Joy & Anxiety

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What a sway of emotions to travel through in a matter of just three and one-half days, a high of joy to a muscle tightening bout of anxiety.

To start the week off on the right foot, ‘Lenny’ cooperated with me so I could enjoy the ride that went with a joyful, though short, 36-hour visit with our oldest grandson.  Keller is just a little over five weeks from being 17 and drove down to see us for the first time on his own, in his own car and it was maybe the best 36 hours of the whole summer.

We gotta tell you all one thing about Keller – he is my first-born grandson and spent nearly every weekend he had with his Dad (his Mom and my son never were married) for his nearly first three years at our house.  We shared in his first crawl, though he rolled throughout the house looking for Nana long before he crawled, and his first steps.  Nana taught him to love his vegetables and to this day he counts broccoli as one of his favorite foods.

Now our little ‘Keller Bear’ has become more of a ‘Keller Grizzly’ as he stands a hair over six-foot-one and weighs in at right near 285 pounds of solidness.  Our ‘little’ buddy is already a state qualified wrestler and all-conference lineman in football, with aspirations to return to state in one and get past the semi-finals of state playoffs in the other while pushing for all-state honors as well.

Among the joys of just having time to visit and share in some good food (he loves his Nana’s lasagna), Keller did make this ‘Papa or Gramps’ feel a touch older when he started talking about his future of maybe joining the Navy reserves to help pay for college, unless of course he can get himself a scholarship somewhere in either wrestling or football.  He talked about wanting to go into biology or maybe even history, and while these talks made me feel a bit old realizing he will graduate from high school in two years, it did humble me and make me proud that he has a level head on them large shoulders with some goals already set and a path to reach them.

But after having some ‘Papa’ pancakes, bacon and orange juice this morning, the joy of the visit ended and our ‘Keller Bear’ had to head on home.  With big bear hugs and promises to let us know when he arrived home, he was off – knowing that football season starts in less than a month and confident that ‘Papa’ will find his way to the sidelines for game number one.

So as the joy of the visit began to mellow out, the anxiety of the next scheduled event for my week began to creep ever so cautiously into my veins and into my mind.

Anxiety over an impending visit to an out-patient hospital the next morning for an EGD (Esophagogastroduodenoscopy).

Yep due to recent swallowing and digestive problems that gave ‘Lenny’ a reason to flare up just a bit and required not one, two, but three unplanned trips to the ER – we get to have a tiny scope shoved (gently I hope) down through my esophagus, past my stomach and into the upper region of whatever is beyond.

Anxiety grew just a bit when one of the out-patient nurses called and did a bunch of pre-procedure paperwork info over the phone.  While she did her best to assure all would be well and due to my stage III COPD, severe asthma and slight heart condition – they would take great care of me and monitor me extra close.

While the evening draws down and I realize I have just thirty minutes to snack one more time before I hit that point of no food and drink until after the procedure – I get anxious.  Anxious because while I have a c-pap machine for sleep apnea, I normally count on water to keep my mouth and throat from drying out and from ‘Lenny’ getting irritated throughout the night.

But like when I had a procedure done on my vocal chords last summer and my more recent colonoscopy – both ‘Lenny’ and I will get through this and if I am lucky, ‘Lenny’ will behave while I am slightly under and will continue to behave as I work at getting over the up to 24-hour grogginess they promise I may have.

But then again, the body we are given is like life itself – we have just one and if we are lucky and well taken care of, a procedure like this should be just a slight, little bump in the longer road we are traveling in that life itself.

And that my friends, is where ‘Lenny’ (my COPD/Asthma) and me are at 4 today.

Want to know who ‘Lenny’ is?  ‘Lenny’ is the name I gave my constant companion called COPD/Asthma.  I have found that referring and dealing with my chronic illness as a companion I am less apt to get angry with it, but instead more likely to work with it like you would in a strong relationship.  Besides treating anything with TLC is much better than hammering away at it as if it was an enemy.

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 good breathing, is a person without a good life’, so let’s do what we can, to learn what we can, to improve what we can.

I bid to all – smiles, prayers, blessings and steady breathing – Mr. William.

(Copyright@2017, CrossDove Writer through wheezingaway.com – no part of this write may be used or copied without written permission.)

NOTES: 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 p

Lenny’ and Me 4 Today – Making It Through the Commotion……

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Well, we did it.  ‘Lenny’ and I got through a rather crazy week of seemingly constant commotion brought on by a home expanding from two (my wife and I) to six, including an 83-year old Aunt, a grandson with Asperger’s and not one, but two teenage granddaughters.

Want to know who ‘Lenny’ is?  ‘Lenny’ is the name I gave my constant companion called COPD/Asthma.  I have found that referring and dealing with my chronic illness as a companion I am less apt to get really angry with it, but instead more likely to work with it like you would in a strong relationship.  Besides treating anything with TLC is much better than hammering away at it as if it was an enemy.

So back to the success of getting through a week-long run of extra voices, eaters and bathroom users in the house normally accustomed to running with just two.

While most of the week seemed to be just flying by, there were those moments when time just seemed to be creeping by.

Did we have any hiccups along the way, of course as I spent over two hours in the ER at the local hospital, not from my COPD/Asthma but from my continued problems in my throat with swallowing.

Now this trip, the spasm (or whatever you call it) in my throat was not to the severity of my last two, where I felt as if I was choking to death, it still gave my wife and I a good scare.  And those granddaughters that were due to arrive that morning, well it’s nice to know they care about the old guy they call Papa.  What the trip did do was guarantee an earlier visit with my physician than I was wanting and most likely the addition of yet another health specialist to add to my roster of caretakers.

As for ‘Lenny’ and I, we are both grateful that neither my Aunt or either one of my teenage granddaughters use any gaudy smelling perfumes or body wash, which that alone gave us hope that the time would possible go without incident.

Did the visits go perfect – heck no, tell me the last time any family visit went without incident.

We did take one trip to a small zoo and walked around for nearly an hour, which was as good for the group of us as it was for the exercise we all received as well.  Surprisingly, ‘Lenny’ did not get too irritated and even seemed to find the walking good, despite the 88-degree weather.

One plus to the all the family being in house with us was that we had a couple of family movie nights and got to see my 83-year old Aunt giggle and my teenage granddaughters laugh heartily to silly things like ‘Open Season’ and ‘Sing’, two animal animated based movies with lots of humor.  Yes, even ‘Lenny’ enjoyed the evenings without a single incident.

So, while my last posting was wondering if I would survive the stress and visitors, this posting gladly announces that ‘Lenny’ and I did it – we survived without ‘Lenny’ even showing one minor flare-up or SoB.

While it may take a couple or three days to decompress from having a house full of family and more commotion than normal, it will be days to also remember the fond memories of the visits and the appreciation for my constant companion ‘Lenny’ for not flaring up.

And that my friends, is where ‘Lenny’ (my COPD/Asthma) and me are at 4 today.

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 good breathing, is a person without a good life’, so let’s do what we can, to learn what we can, to improve what we can.

I bid to all – smiles, prayers, blessings and steady breathing – Mr. William.

(Copyright@2017, CrossDove Writer through wheezingaway.com – no part of this write may be used or copied without written permission.)

NOTES: 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 medical founded information.

Lenny’ and Me 4 Today – Yep Weather Matters

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‘Lenny’ is my constant companion the doctors call COPD/Asthma.  Naming my constant health companion seems to make life easier for me in relating to my disease as it gives it a bit of a personality.  Besides treating ‘Lenny’ as a companion, come good days or bad, is much better than always dealing with it as an enemy.

Let’s see where ‘Lenny’ and Me have been most recently – yes, weather matters.

Yes, weather does matter, especially when you battle a lung problem like I do with ‘Lenny’ and yes there are days that I just hate how the weather can reshuffle my plans for a whole day.

Just the past few days I posted part one of a reference to an article that dealt with weather and how it does or does not affect those with COPD and/or Asthma.

In that posting I shared with how as far back as I could remember, my mother used to refer to me as her ‘human barometer’ because she could tell the weather was changing by how my breathing was doing.  Sometimes I wore that as a badge of honor, other times it was literally a pain in the rear.

The past 48-hours, the weather we have had in our area of the world has been, to say the least, an un-seasonal mess.  We have had snow of all things west of us, while our area is having a very cool, very wet weekend – all of which puts ‘Lenny’ in a bit of a tizzy.

While I felt fine yesterday and did get out to do an interview for a story I am working on, plus a couple of trips to get some items at the store, I probably should have thought it out more on just how much I got out and about as this morning I woke up and found ‘Lenny’ tugging at me in a way that was not so much severe as just uncomfortable.

We with COPD and/or Asthma all know that feeling when we feel like we are breathing okay, but for some reason we are having trouble keeping our oxygen levels either high enough or they are tapping out as too high, well that was my morning – oxygen levels were checking out okay, yet my breathing was labored and I just felt miserable every time I tried to do anything.

Even my wife did not make any effort to discourage me from staying home from church, because much like my mother she has learned to understand and pay attention to my breathing while understanding what my day was going to be like just by understanding.

As the day wore on I just felt tired, kept wanting to doze off and my breathing at this point of the day is still feels labored.

What did I do about it, I pressed on while making sure I slipped in another visit with my nebulizer and kept my rescue inhaler much closer than normal.  In other words, it was just one of those days that due to a trigger beyond my control, the weather, I was going to be a touch toward miserable and there just was nothing I could do but move forward and make the best of it that I could.

So, as I wind down my day I drink lots of water while making sure I get my night meds taken and then just hope that the bit of obnoxiousness that ‘Lenny’ has presented this day will settle down for the night and I will be able to get a decent night’s sleep and start over again in the morning.

And that my friends, is where ‘Lenny’ (my COPD/Asthma) and me are at 4 today.

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 good breathing, is a person without a good life’, so let’s do what we can, to learn what we can, to improve what we can.

I bid to all – smiles, prayers, blessings and steady breathing – Mr. William.

(Copyright@2017, CrossDove Writer through wheezingaway.com – no part of this write may be used or copied without written permission.)

Follow all the adventures of “‘Lenny’ and Me 4 Today” at wheezingaway.com or on Facebook at “COPD Travels”.

NOTES: 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.

‘Lenny’ and Me 4 Today – Pushing Through Trouble

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‘Lenny’ is my constant companion the doctors call COPD/Asthma.  Naming my constant health companion seems to make life easier for me in relating to my disease as it gives it a bit of a personality.  Besides treating ‘Lenny’ as a companion, come good days or bad, is much better than always dealing with it as an enemy.

Let’s see where ‘Lenny’ and Me have been most recently – we’ve been on the road again.

Last weekend I took grandson number three to go spend an afternoon with his cousin, grandson number two, for number two’s birthday party.  It was a long day, total drive time of seven hours while fighting a horrendous wind both going down and coming back.  Well needless to say I made it, even though my Monday had myself wondering how smart a long trip like that may be for me anymore.

Now this weekend, the wife and I made plans to run to our oldest daughters, as she is an eye doctor specializing in eye problems and diseases and since I was having problems with double vision it was time to let her do her thing on me.

The bonus of the trip was spending some quality time with the lady who deals with me daily and a chance to have a few hours with our youngest grandson Ezra as he celebrated being ten months old.

Now, this trip was going to be full of precautions as our daughter’s family includes three dogs and three chickens, none of which are nothing more than triggers for my COPD/Asthma unless I can control more than I was going to be able to control for that few hours of dinner and visit time.

We plunged ahead with the plan and we arrived for dinner and fun with Ezra, oh and the three dogs and three chickens as well.

Since it seems that most folks with dogs, cats, birds and such don’t understand, it is not always the dogs themselves but their dander and hair that causes the problem.  My daughter once had an Alaskan Huskie and by keeping her very clean and taken care of, Nikki never seemed to bother me much and she knew her limits on how much close time she could spend with me.

The three dogs on this trip, well as much as I know they take care of them there was dander and hair everywhere so at the minimum, except for the chairs at the dinner table – I never sat down.  While the three chickens were outside, I was able to gander some time with them without touching them or getting unbearably close.

Our stay was maybe not much more than a couple of hours, but it was time enough for me and while I did not say anything, when the wife said we needed to go she had no argument from me.

We left and went to a store to get a couple of snacks for the motel and somewhere in the store I crossed within the aisles a couple of ladies with, what I will say is strong perfume and with that added to my already on the edge breathing – ‘Lenny’ said enough was enough and I turned the wife and said we need to get to the motel so I can give myself a break.

With some wonderful back and shoulder massaging, plus good use of a few breathing exercises I got through the flare up okay and we moved on to the next day where our daughter gave me an eye exam.

The eye exam alone will be without a doubt a subject for future postings as the doctor daughter informed me that my double vision was most likely caused by a dry eye situation brought on from being on a c-pap machine for sleep apnea.  Interesting indeed.

Anyway, we finished, had lunch with grandson Ezra and his folks then headed out for the four hour trip home.

The storyline for this posting of ‘Lenny’ and Me 4 Today – between three dogs, three chickens, a few potent perfumes and the never-ending winds of the great plains, I spent a pleasant weekend not only having a ton of quality time with my number one caretaker (better known as my wife), but I also proved once again that I could push my way through by catching the triggers and dealing with them before ‘Lenny’ made a total disaster of the plans we had.

Now the question is, how many days will it take to totally recuperate from the total take of family, dogs, chickens and perfume.

And that my friends, is where ‘Lenny’ (my COPD/Asthma) and me are at 4 today.

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 good breathing, is a person without a good life’, so let’s do what we can, to learn what we can, to improve what we can.

I bid to all – smiles, prayers, blessings and steady breathing – Mr. William.

(Copyright@2017, CrossDove Writer through wheezingaway.com – no part of this write may be used or copied without written permission.)

Follow all the adventures of “‘Lenny’ and Me 4 Today” at wheezingaway.com or on Facebook at COPD Travels.

NOTES: 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.