Well, it’s been a while since my last blog entry… Come to think of it, I haven’t even visited my blog myself. I have no idea what’s up there. But starting from “scratch”, I think, is a very good idea.
Facebook takes up most of my time. I should be splitting it, and chronicling stuff here too, but that’s going to take some effort lol. Oh well, might as well start someplace.
The past few months have been wondrously filled with private revelations and personal milestones. Now, I’ve never been one to make those dreadful “New Year’s Resolutions”, but I promised myself that, at the beginning of 2013, I’d lay out some kind of to-do list, a blueprint, if you will, on what I wanted to get accomplished. Before I realised it, my mind became flooded with open-ended “issues” and things I wanted resolved that had been outstanding for months, even years. So my fingers went flying like a mad typist’s, and by the time I had sat down and hammered this thing out, I realised I had a road map. YOU ARE HERE was the first thought that struck me. These are the things I needed to do. To write about them now would suck me into a mud-pit of things I really don’t wanna rehash. So let me just give a short-form accounting of what’s transpired…
I now buy a monthly Metropass…
I have a YMCA gym membership (heavily subsidized)…
I went to a sleep clinic, FINALLY got diagnosed with severe obstructive sleep apnea (OSA) and am now on what’s called a CPAP respirator at night. This machine (a little box, a plastic tube and a face mask) keeps the pressure in my airways high enough that I can breathe freely while sleeping. Apparently, I had close to 30 “events” an hour, my airways were constantly collapsing (no doubt due to the excess weight I tote around with me lol) and I wasn’t getting enough deep sleep. Now? I am a completely transformed person. I ain’t fucking kidding. No more constant fatigue, daytime sleepiness and muddled thinking…
I resolved all outstanding tax issues from prior years and am now waiting on the CRA’s verdict…
I’m actively involved with the Anglican church, and hope to volunteer in my church’s outreach ministries in the near future…
I’ve had the dental work finally done. Wisdom teeth are out, teeth have been worked on to save them from decay and I’m smiling a lot more…
I am taking charge of my health issues, with the eventual goal of being off blood pressure, cholesterol and the majority of psychiatric meds. This is going to take some time, but my Doc assures me it’s possible…
There was a piano or two hanging over my head, but I’ve dealt with those issues and while I can’t over-expose myself talking about them here, they are getting dealt with..
I attend twice-weekly meetings. I am no longer using street drugs.
In order to get the ball rolling on getting me off the meds, I had an initial psychiatric assessment with a really good psychiatrist at CAMH. While he can’t follow my case himself, he has made recommendations that my doctor and I are following up on, which includes a regular psychiatrist to manage the meds. I’m still in limbo waiting for my shrink, but the wheels do turn, however slowly…
… And this is just the start!
I’m back at Mum’s but I have to get out of here. Each time I move back home, it represents a loss of face for me, but more importantly it’s a testament to the definition of “insanity” (doing the same thing, over and over again, and expecting a different result) and I really have to focus on a permanent solution. But I have to go easy on myself here: CPAP therapy has given me my quality of life back. I’m not even joking. I have energy to conquer my days with. I’m well enough that I can work part-time and make the income I’d need to live comfortably on my own. I’m clear-headed and focused, and I can even exercise now. The results have been phenomenal, and my life is being changed by the second. I can’t stress enough how getting the diagnoses of sleep apnea, and getting it treated, has transformed my life.
I am a new man.
I suppose that’s really all I have to say for now. Yes, things are going so very well, I’m a lot happier (and I’ll be GOLDEN once I get back out on my own) and, when I look at all the checkmarks on that list, I’m very proud to say I’m in the right direction.
All Good Things, dearest and only reader.
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