Joeboy wrote: ↑Tue Feb 25, 2025 5:45 pm
Crastney wrote: ↑Tue Feb 25, 2025 5:40 pm
my health has changed recently - I've taken amlodipine for years, the minimum dose, for 'high' blood pressure, but it's barely high enough to bother to be honest. Recently, someone suggested that I might be depressed, and benefit from antidepressants, so I started those, but the dose was too high to start with, and I had the ambulance out, but I'm ok now. Then after blood tests, GP said I needed to take Vit D supplements, and now they've said my cholesterol ratio is too high so I'm on statins as well. 4 tablets a day now, rather than 1 a day 6 months ago. Hopefully they're all ones that can be changed through diet and exercise, and they might all be temporary.
Flush the antidepressants before they get their claws intae ye, go have a couple of pints of Guiness, a good long walk and spend more time on here. If shits getting ye down feel free to talk about it, no judgement. Well, when l i say "no" I likely mean bare minimum... mostly.
Absolutely 100% agree with JB. Twice over and then some more.
Somebody told me a while ago that i also seemed a little down and despressed.
I told them to go and (inpolitely) do one. immeadiately.
Why would somebody tell me (or anybody else) that? It achieves nothing whatsoever except to cause further angst.
I sit here typing right now, due a 10am hospital appointment today to remove 4litres of fluid from my one lung. Big needle through the back. Lung is crushed flat and doing nothing. But thats ok because it is riddled with cancer and the middle lobe had collapsed totally already well before it turned into a scuba diver.
The other lung also cancerous is working OK and doing boths work. oxygen sats 98%, bp normal, but HR battering away north of 110 when asleep.
I shall walk in and back out of hospital again by 10.30 today.
Both lungs and breathing already compromised as i only have half a working diapram.
Tomorrow i am due back into have some chemo lines cut from out my chest under local and pulled out of my jugular vein. I will walk back in again at 8am. The lines are partially afixed by blood clots to my jugular which has restricted blood flowing back to my heart, causing a immeadiately life threatening SVCO which is causing blackouts collapses and huge fluid retention issues crushing my remaining lung and trachea. It is classed as a medical emergency and should be dealt with same day. Ive been messed about for over two weeks now getting this far through nhs inefficencies and incompetence. Been admitted for it three times in total in two weeks, 30+ hours on trolleys, sent home with no treatment, plan or action during that time. Was placed in a bed at 2am one night right next to a dying man and had to listen to him take his last and his family all night. Cannot describe that experience further, knowing its coming to me also. Heartbreaking.
There is no choice tomorrow but to pull the chemo lines out and it will either (a) come out, (b) tear my jugular and kill me instantly (c) come out and leave blood clots to travel elsewhere. Its a total unknown, 30/30/30 chance, but i will enter that room on my own feet with my boots firmly laced and leave that room as best i can. I fully intend to have butter on my toast, not spread, on Friday morning
I was told i had next to no chance of surviving my initial cancer in 2018.
I had my stomach removed and oesophagus replaced and a box full of other stuff juggled about with inside. Some experimental surgery unique to me in the world, other stuff that has changed how the nhs now treat all patients with my initial troubles - as a direct reason for what they learned specifically on me (i am SO proud to have instiated that).
Survive I did. It was 18 months of pure hell.
Cancer came back in 2022.
I was then told i had 6 months to live. 2.5 years ago. And here i am.
Whilst each of us handle troubles in different ways and have different capacities for doing so, i would suggest that the BEST thing you have in your favour in times of trouble is your MIND. You have to ensure that as the other bits drop off or fall apart that your MIND is kept focussed, positive, informed, strong and most of all CLEAR of anything that distracts you from what you NEED to do to 'fight' back.
Bunging happy pills in, alcohol, herbal remedies, canabis, auntie mables poltice or other stimulents etc etc just IMPARES you when you need it the very least.
On balance i think i have enough going on to feel a little depressed, but, for me, and i appreciae we are all different, i havent got the time for it.
Crastney, please listen to JB's advice on the happy pills etc, go and take that walk he suggests today, it will help better than a bunch of chemicals - im bloody going to - right into and back out again of that hospital!
And i shall be doing the same tomorrow.
Hell, if your all really unlucky, i'll be telling you about the BUTTER i'll be having on my toast not SPREAD on Friday when i walk out the second time.
Right off in ten mins, so leave it at that.
P.s. it might not always be bright, but the sun ALWAYS rises. A good mantra to remember.
