There is always a video that will complement my thoughts related to the daily chaos that the republicans created, even if some but are now beginning to see the mess they started, that is daily getting worse...
Remember I recently admitted that I didn't have enough trust to actually, deeply, believe that God was handling this mess... Well, just remember, His timing is rarely what we desire... LOL
I also ended a recent post by saying something's gonna change... I don't know why I was led to say that, but since then, it seems to be apparent... at least to me... that change was daily happening and resulting in the ultimate "big boom followed by the big boo-hoo... That happened yesterday...
A few of you may recall that I recently entered the Emergency Room at the advice of the office of my primary care doctor... I was experiencing dull pain which had begun to move down my arm. After that I was assigned a cardiology doctor, carried around a heart monitor for 14 days and returned. It apparently showed my heart's activity to be examined by specialists... Thereafter, they decided to proceed with what had been described while in the ER as a shock to the heart to see if the AFib--as diagnosed via tests--could essentially reset my heart rhythm...
I was scheduled for that activity... The surgeon discovered that the upper part of my heart was already enlarged. They couldn't tell when or why it occurred. Bottomline was that they did not think it was advisable to try the shocking procedure. What that would have entailed was a process in which the surgeon would go through my throat to determine if there were any clots that might lead to a stroke. Because of the already enlarged heart, however, they could not continue with this procedure.
That's a long way of saying that, for me, the only thing possible was to be on heart medication and a blood thinner for the rest of my life...
Besides writing about the latest medical issue that I've been dealing with as aging continues, it reminded me that I should include information on the "mind" medicine for Job Burnout that I've been on since diagnosed. I'm one of those individuals who appreciates the wonderful advances in medical research results (and worried about what Kennedy is doing to destroy continued advancement!) But, once a medication has been prescribed, I also attempt to confirm that I actually need to continue its use. I was with a GP at that time--before the whole decentralization and specialist separation was implemented in the United States. I'm not a total fan from the standpoint of the patient. Mainly because it has decreased the one communication individual for all issues. That's when he said to me: "You'll have to decide: your job or your life..." I chose my life and walked off the job as of that diagnosis. Then, I stopped in Human Resources, applied for medical leave, got it, and was soon officially on medical leave with a medical diagnosis and treatment for Depression... That was before Job Burnout had been established as separate from a medical issue per se...
Since diagnosed, and after I had been authorized to return to work, and continuing decades afterward, I have tested my need for a medication which is essentially designed "to take the edge of" of emotions...
I learned that, by going off the medication, I would slowly lose what the medication helped with. Taking the edge off anger, frustration or feelings of distress... Not only could I feel a difference when I stopped taking the meds, my sister would notice the change in me, even just over the phone. That's when I began to watch myself and evaluate what a medication is doing to my brain. And that's when two emotional responses were identified as the potential results of not taking the medication. When triggered, I would, depending upon the specific trigger, either cry or strike out to who has triggered me. I've read enough to know that what happens with Job Burnout is that the chemical balance of your brain has been permanently changed!
Just like another part of your body is hurt in some way, the on-the-job activities which had occurred under a different management type which resulted in my losing control of the ability to routinely "do" my job, and, therefore, was beyond the scope of my being able to see the problem and work to resolve it... So, like my heart has changed due to some unknown uncontrollable factor which resulted in AFib, I earlier accepted that I would be on medication for Job Burnout/PTSD for the rest of my life.
In general, that has not been any problem and I went on after retiring from the University and began working with writers and a publisher. Actually that decision made early in my life about having a career proved to be the best plan for where I am now. Dealing with changes beyond my ability to control... And that--change--of course, is ongoing!
But 2015 brought a new, level of authority, that has affected our entire nation (and the world!). And, among all the issues that had been occurring related to my medical issues, which I prioritized by level of concern for actually living, I was unaware of what was happening in the world. It was almost like Rip Van Winkle awakening.
Now if you don't already know the story of Rip Van Winkle this record may not be the best way of finding out...But, hey, there's a song about just about everything, why not old "Rip..."
I've thought about moving to such a facility as Home Instead... But can you imagine me there? The entire building would become a library. Frozen Dinners would be the preferred meal... At least one or more cats would end up in resident with their human caregiver... And people would be permitted to talk to each other, tell a joke without being sued and most of all No Wars would be allowed. 'Cause no guns would be allowed... And there certainly would be Truth and Respect and Love... Otherwise, I'm staying where coons come to visit, deer roam through the area and flowers bloom to brighten your days...
I'm taking detours on purpose... Stalling... How Do I Go About pointing out how I feel about what affects my brain each and every day...?
Because I need to begin by considering why people have stopped talking... And whose fault it is...
To Be Continued... After Lunch...
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