This is actually kind of weird. Back before mid February I was feeling rather well. Just normal, I mean. No big problems. I had the usual shoulder and neck pain, but no big deal. And then suddenly everything crashed or around February 15th, just about the time I reluctantly moved to Sanur (for I did not want to move from the little house in Renon). I was ill, actually, at the time I moved, and thought, at the time, that it was just the common flu. Now it's one thing after another: the fungal throat plague, borderline diabetes, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, vitamin B deficiency, andropause.
Why?
I always try to connect these things with some event or action. Moving, for instance. Or perhaps the big fat brown dog had put a curse on me because I moved (and thus removed both her bedroom and her easy food source). Or perhaps the villa I moved to is cursed or hosts some evil presence. I don't doubt it, sometimes.
Then again, perhaps this is all because I've not been to the doctor or had any lab studies in years. How would one know, for instance, that he has high cholesterol? How would one know that he has high blood pressure? How would one know that he has borderline diabetes except by the general notion, in all cases, that he doesn't feel quite well?
Knowing now that one has these problems, they are accentuated all the more. One is aware of them beyond the vague feeling that he doesn't feel quite well. One takes his medication and worries over how many pills remain and how he will get more pills and what he must pay to do so. Naming one's illnesses has a certain downside. Or, as the old saying goes, it may sometimes be that ignorance is bliss.
I started out trying to cure what I thought was the flu. I ended up with a multitude of diseases. Sheesh.
And where is multiple sclerosis in all this. My goodness, it has been forgotten! But of course, it has not forgotten itself. t is still lurking around in the aggregate mix. It involves itself in whatever else is present, like an unwanted hanger-on. The neurologist here told me that he treats another American with multiple sclerosis (wonders never cease!) who ended up with an ischemic attack somehow related to MS. Go figure. The more I learn about all this stuff, the more aware I become of how little I know.
Why?
I always try to connect these things with some event or action. Moving, for instance. Or perhaps the big fat brown dog had put a curse on me because I moved (and thus removed both her bedroom and her easy food source). Or perhaps the villa I moved to is cursed or hosts some evil presence. I don't doubt it, sometimes.
Then again, perhaps this is all because I've not been to the doctor or had any lab studies in years. How would one know, for instance, that he has high cholesterol? How would one know that he has high blood pressure? How would one know that he has borderline diabetes except by the general notion, in all cases, that he doesn't feel quite well?
Knowing now that one has these problems, they are accentuated all the more. One is aware of them beyond the vague feeling that he doesn't feel quite well. One takes his medication and worries over how many pills remain and how he will get more pills and what he must pay to do so. Naming one's illnesses has a certain downside. Or, as the old saying goes, it may sometimes be that ignorance is bliss.
I started out trying to cure what I thought was the flu. I ended up with a multitude of diseases. Sheesh.
And where is multiple sclerosis in all this. My goodness, it has been forgotten! But of course, it has not forgotten itself. t is still lurking around in the aggregate mix. It involves itself in whatever else is present, like an unwanted hanger-on. The neurologist here told me that he treats another American with multiple sclerosis (wonders never cease!) who ended up with an ischemic attack somehow related to MS. Go figure. The more I learn about all this stuff, the more aware I become of how little I know.
4 comments:
I have come to believe if you go to any specialist, they are sure to find something wrong with you in that area. Their lively hood depends on it.
Maybe the area needs cleansing and positive energy
Mb--I suspect that you are quite right.
Anonymous--Yes, I agree.
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