I’m not sure I’m ready to be out of the hospital, but I am. Things haven’t exactly normalized for me yet, but it’s a process, I’m told. Processes are not overnight things, especially in the event of a close friend or two dying within days of each other. But that was only the acute trigger. Underlying the medication changes and symptom stabilization were other factors… These factors go back weeks, months, even years, and some fall into the category of decades. Nevertheless, they contribute. My doctor is a wise man. When I got out of the hospital, he said, “Okay, let’s go way, way back, here. What’s going on? What happened?” He knew that the onset had to be more than just an acute trigger to be so severe. We had a solid talk. I’m truly blessed to have the Doc. I thank you, my readers, as well, for continuing on with reading and checking my blog in my absence. You are an inspiration to me! Long story short, I was in the psych ward getting a tune-up because I got really sick. When I’m ready, I’ll go into more detail…maybe. For now, though, just know that I’m better than I was and that the hospital stay was necessary to get things straightened out enough so that I could function outside the hospital environment. I climbed yesterday and it felt great! I absolutely must get outside to climb when the weather warms up a bit!
Content Rating PG, for the most part
I try to keep the content of my posts in the PG range (meaning that maybe your 13-year-old should not read it... Just kidding!) - you know, something I could get away with tastefully in the town square without getting lynched, tarred-and-feathered, or hung (and something my mother would NOT wash my mouth out with soap for). As far as what age you have to be to understand some of the subtleties of my humor in writing and/or speaking, well... That may vary. A lot.