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This site is kind of odd-man-out for me. It's not really mobile friendly and I am rarely on my personal desktop anymore, in part because I'm on my work laptop all the time. When I am on my personal machine it's usually either for some chore, such as tonight having to fill out a form for my upcoming therapy appointment, or to play an online multiplayer game with my girlfriend (usually Satisfactory; occasionally Scrap Mechanic.)
I had a lot happen in the realm of medical and mental health since I last posted. I had:
A mammogram
An MRI
A NeuroTrax test
A home sleep study
Was formally diagnosed with PTSD
The first was just a routine screening. The next three were ordered by a neurologist because I have been having memory issues - I have been too forgetful for 50! - and I knew better than to wait because some of the possibilities are things that need to be addressed now. I am pleased to report that the nasty ones, such as the early onset of Alzheimer and dementia, have been ruled out and the answer is that I need a CPAP.
The PTSD diagnosis was emotionally difficult even though I had guessed it. No amount of layperson understanding "hey, this really fits my experience" prepared me for going through the process and having it laid out just how badly it affects me. I know having it and the ongoing therapy which is informed by that diagnosis will help and really is the only way to improve things, but I'm definitely happy to be looking back on it.
I happened to be back in North Carolina for a whirlwind less than 24 hours last month. Ostensibly it was for a Stitch 'N Pitch at the Durham Bulls game but I made a greater trip of it, starting with a late breakfast in South Boston, Virginia, and a quick ride over to see the old Norfolk & Western train station, currently offices for the Virginia Division of the Norfolk Southern railroad. I visited with a couple people in Greensboro and finally paid a visit to the International Civil Right Center & Museum - it's in the former Woolworth location where the lunch counter sit-ins protesting racial segregation happened in 1960. On my way back to Norfolk I took a detour to Parker's Ferry, a cable ferry (or chain ferry.)
I'm heading to southwestern Virginia later this week for Wild Wheels Weekend along with my girlfriend. She is going for all 4 days of the even while I am only going for 2 as I cannot be away from my wife for more.
Silliness with my wifey:
I had a lot happen in the realm of medical and mental health since I last posted. I had:
A mammogram
An MRI
A NeuroTrax test
A home sleep study
Was formally diagnosed with PTSD
The first was just a routine screening. The next three were ordered by a neurologist because I have been having memory issues - I have been too forgetful for 50! - and I knew better than to wait because some of the possibilities are things that need to be addressed now. I am pleased to report that the nasty ones, such as the early onset of Alzheimer and dementia, have been ruled out and the answer is that I need a CPAP.
The PTSD diagnosis was emotionally difficult even though I had guessed it. No amount of layperson understanding "hey, this really fits my experience" prepared me for going through the process and having it laid out just how badly it affects me. I know having it and the ongoing therapy which is informed by that diagnosis will help and really is the only way to improve things, but I'm definitely happy to be looking back on it.
I happened to be back in North Carolina for a whirlwind less than 24 hours last month. Ostensibly it was for a Stitch 'N Pitch at the Durham Bulls game but I made a greater trip of it, starting with a late breakfast in South Boston, Virginia, and a quick ride over to see the old Norfolk & Western train station, currently offices for the Virginia Division of the Norfolk Southern railroad. I visited with a couple people in Greensboro and finally paid a visit to the International Civil Right Center & Museum - it's in the former Woolworth location where the lunch counter sit-ins protesting racial segregation happened in 1960. On my way back to Norfolk I took a detour to Parker's Ferry, a cable ferry (or chain ferry.)
I'm heading to southwestern Virginia later this week for Wild Wheels Weekend along with my girlfriend. She is going for all 4 days of the even while I am only going for 2 as I cannot be away from my wife for more.
Silliness with my wifey:
Me: “You are just so perfect, my love!”
Wifey: “That’s good because I didn’t come with a warranty.”
Me: “You know, I’m starting to feel that I’m worthy of your love.”
Wifey: “That’s good. What did I do wrong?”
