It’s been a while since I posted anything on my blog, except for a couple of movie reviews, and there’s a good reason for this. About two months ago, I grew sick with the flu. I had the usual symptoms, chills, fever, muscle weakness, and loss of appetite, and thought I would get better. The pains in my stomach grew worse, however, even after I got over it, and I suspected something more was going on inside my body. I went to the doctor’s and was diagnosed with gastritis, given a prescription of strong Omeprozole, and sent home.
But it didn’t end there. As I stayed away from the foods that were forbidden, I still didn’t notice any change, and I grew increasingly out of breath. Finding unable to do simple things, like grocery shopping without getting winded, I succumbed to using one of the motorized carts the supermarket provided for the handicapped. Even walking thirty feet to the cart was tough without getting out of breath. As time went on, it got worse and worse. I struggled with the decision of going to the Emergency Room, but one day I was fine, and the next day I wasn’t, so I decided to hang in there until my doctor’s appointment.
Once I got there, because I wasn’t doing any better, he decided to do an EKG. Bingo! My heart rate jumped to 145 bpm, and I was more short of breath than ever. He told me,”You need to go to the hospital by ambulance.” So I left my car in the lot, and went up there with my wife in the front. I take care of her due to her mobility issues, and with me in just as bad shape, things weren’t getting done around the house. When they diagnosed that I had gone into AFIB, they decided to pump me up with IVS in both arms and fill me with Lasix, until the next day when they shocked my heart back into rhythm. After the ordeal, I was given a special heart healthy diet and sent on my way. Just two weeks ago, I was released from my two day stay there, and put on blood thinners.
I am grateful to be alive, and thankful for the hospital staff who helped me back to normal. Although I’ve had to drastically modify my diet(no sodas, lean meats only, limited cheese, no fried or processed food, 1 % milk, fruit, etc), I have since lost 27 pounds, and feel much better than I did. Eating was tough for me, considering how much I loved my chicken wings, soda, and chocolate, but it had to be done if I wanted to feel better.
Why am I telling you this? Because I don’t want people to make some of the same mistakes I have made, and I’m not ashamed to say that I was getting extremely heavy. I still have a long way to go, but I made the decision that if I can commit to writing a 90,000 word novel several times, than I can commit myself to making life style changes as well. My goal is 250 lbs, which is still 112 pounds less than what I weigh now. If I can get to that point, than I can get farther than that to my desired weight of 200 lbs. I don’t relish the thought of Bariatric surgery , so I will do my best to avoid it if I can.
This whole situation has also caused my writing to suffer, as many times I didn’t feel like it due to the excruciating pain I was in. It delayed the release of the final book of my fantasy trilogy, and now I’m playing catch up, with five chapters to go, editing, rewriting, and publishing it seems like it will take forever. But now I can focus on it, and I’ve had to delay the release date until May. On a good note, I have started the final installment of Dimension Lapse Multiverse Collection as well, and should have it done by August at the latest. But like the teeter commercial says,”Nick is back, and there isn’t nothing that can I stop me now!”