What the HELL?

[aadler]

 
Yesterday evening, I half-noticed that my shoes felt tight on my feet. Didn’t pay much attention, because it wasn’t that big a deal, but I do remember that.

This afternoon, after most of a day engaged in other pursuits, I happened to look at my feet … and they were so puffy with edema that it stunned me. What? WHAT? What’s that about?

Seriously, whatever happened, it happened after I finished my weight-loss regimen at Fort McCoy, after I got back home and had been home for two days, after I finished the regimen of antibiotics prescribed in the aftermath of the kidney-stones incident. In other words, I have no idea what’s causing this.

For my entire adult life, my health care strategy could be summed up in three words: don’t get sick. And that’s worked perfectly for me. Ironically — since I was puny and sickly as a kid — I’ve been the healthiest person in my family for over twenty years now.

If this hasn’t gone away by tomorrow, I’ll have to try and see a doctor about it. (I was supposed to consult with one anyhow, as a follow-up on the urinary tract infection.) All told, though, I suppose the events of the past two weeks have served notice on me that I can’t take things for granted anymore.

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[texanfan.livejournal.com]

As we get older we have to take better care of ourselves. Disheartening but true. After years of rude health I'm having to seek medical attention for things I never dreamed would go wrong.