I have been going off about my situation, my usual woe is me song and dance, and suggesting that I am going to purge and stop. As the saying goes ?how is that working out for you?.
Not so well. I had an anxiety attack last Friday and my BP spiked. After monitoring my BP for my doctor he decided that underlying anxiety is likely the root cause of my anxiety and is going to get me started on medication. Meanwhile I soothed my soul by soaking in a hot bath, shaving from head to toe and putting on scented lotion and bikini panties. That helped so I think it will be a regular treatment.
I just need to accept that my DADT is going to put limits on how much I can do. Better days are coming, likely a new vehicle next week so we aren?t sharing the same car, second Covid shot in a week and a half and I will reach immunity after my two weeks on 4/20. I would speculate on how an old hippie can celebrate reaching full immunity but I degress before I get in trouble.
Anyways, my wife is antsy to get out on some overnight antiquing trips. Star will be staying home to tend to the cats. The sun will come out and better times are on the horizon. The BP is resolving by itself as the anxiety subsided. I walk over two miles per day on a treadmill and have lost 15 pounds so far since January. Star has been comatose on life support for a years. You can imagine how happy I was when she opened her eyes and started to come around.