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Thursday, March 13, 2014

Brochitis And Asthma, Diagnosed Today, 13 March 2014


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I have had to introduce a new team to our all ready hectic pace with my doctors presently working with me to help me find what would be a better and healthier state of life for some one my age. I am feeling alienated from my own society, my culture, my Kin Folk, and so many others. There is something happening from within and I look forward to networking and finding classes for ASL. As far as my health, which is my number one priority in life, my three major and crucial health areas have been Meniere's, Neurological issues, neurological pain, and on and on. At Age 54. Such BS. Focus has been to focus on one at a time when it comes to the neurology, I really mean I wish for some sort of control of my neurological functions. Or as in to be functional as possible. and pain free as possible. Secondly, I am placing energy and consideration on what it could be like someday. I pray. I seek to find a or 'the' formula that will provide me the opportunity to be functional in my community and society. I am aware and know of two communities who miss my loud, sometimes angry, sometimes Joyful voice very much. I miss my Voice. Oh, please you all! I'm here, just sick and run down - beat up a bit, but I'm holding on Joey! This medical group and it's specialty's are pulmonary and sleep. We as patient/doctors have had association since 1990. Doctor and his colleges here have saved my life. I know this and I know in my Spirit's that my respiratory functions have been truly labored lately. My gut was telling me there was little time to play with so I included my good right and dear doctor. The treatment of my Asthma has always been included in my treatment plans, but I think, I had my lungs almost posted as ancillary departments of my body. Well, with that type of 'self-triage', I just about got my large frame resting up in a small ass hospital bed. No thank you please. You know? This is something by the pure force of the disease over my lungs and breathing, that I simply have no alternative but to include in treatment plan presently. Not breathing brings about dreadful particular health issues. I was welcomed back with open arms and there was a true happiness in the air, Over the years, a deep trust that was established years ago, has become family. I welcome my Pulmonary-Critical Care Doctor, Dr. Lung Love, back into my Life, My Path and My Circles. We watched one and another grow year by year, and watched as our children went through school, on to university's and now practicing whatever it is that they decided to do as a career. I love them. Well, my Right Good Doctor Lung Love, has placed me back on the inhaled steroid created and manufactured for Bronchial Asthma and a "Z" Pack. Oh, and please, do realize that I observe more chemicals added to my daily medicinal regimen. I am in the position to ingest medicine. What else can I do? I am expected to have laboratory's and Chest X-Ray's completed prior to our visit in one month time. Then, come those four Weeks, or there around and on that day I will participate in a nice damned breathing test. Marcello, I my dear nephew, please remind me to remind you to remind me to go to the labs for my Primary Internist, down in Whitesville, Florida. Please? At this moment, there's so too damned much going on - too many tests - to many procedures - too many nurses - too many needles - too many Chiefs and I am a Nation Of One. Please, My People's. I am silently screaming for emotional relief. I am as a dog on a leash - 'go here, come here, go there'. Please. I have sensed the relief within hands reach lately but, only from a distance. I will not, nor will I be satisfied until I see what are bits of lungs and mystery pieces from my innards and undercarriage.

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