new week, a new approach.
It is so new that the flower is still standing. Usually something like this blooms and the next day it’s gone. No. Humans didn’t pick them. Birds eat them. And, that’s a good thing.
A little good news.
You’ve all read about my physical travails. No need to rehash them here. One issue is really weird. I wobble when I walk. It makes me feel and look ancient.
Hey. I’m old enough. Don’t rush me..
I accidentally found an article about B-12 deficiency. The symptoms are too close for comfort.So, I talked to my doctor. He poo, poo’d me. Not possible, he said. I said, hey wait a minute, I’m due for my six month bloodwork. Indulge me and add one more test to all the vials of blood you take from me.
I had good reason to be pushy. As we get older we lose the ability to produce enough B-12. If you take an antacid it makes a sort of shield in your gastro parts and doesn’t allow B-12 to be absorbed. My doctors give it to me to counteract the effects of one particular medicine. There’s more.
My blood work came back and guess what? I was right.
Luckily, I’m not so far gone that I need injections or drips. I need a more powerful vitamin than usual, but that’s it. Or, I can eat more red meat and eggs. Then, my heart will explode. Two weeks was the anticipated time for some symptoms to start disappearing. More should go away with time.
That’s about right.
I went for a walk this morning. I didn’t wobble or feel like I was going to fall down.
And, that’s something.