I met with the inestimable Doctor Armstrong again on Thursday and received my steroids.
This is the treatment to tackle the condition at a fundamental level, rather than deal with the symptoms.
I am taking the steroids on alternate days and my dose is ramped up from an initial 10mg (2 pills) to a hefty 60mg (12pills) these together with drugs that deal with the side effects mean I shall soon be using a wheelbarrow to visit the pharmacy! This together with my predicted steroid 'moon' face should present an unusual sight.
I'm trying to consider a 'look' that will compliment my moon face, perhaps the final days of Elvis?
Yes that's it! SOLD to the man in the grey buttoned up jacket.
Is it just me or is he really a Pikey?
Thank providence (I have already covered God) I live in a developed Western Country, with what we all consider our birthright and frequently criticize the NHS!
The marvelous Doctor Armstrong refuses compliments in a classically English way "any neurologist would have done the same thing" etc. The fact remains I am inordinately grateful to this one, because any neurologist didn't help me this one did. I have to spare his blushes now however as I have given him a link to this blog and he may just read it!
I have retained this feeling of euphoria that swept over me on Wednesday although it is now at a level I can manage. (I don't feel the need to stop people in the street and hug them explaining how lucky we all are to be alive).
This is apparently not a side effect of the drugs.... this means it is simply the relief at having my life back.
Buddhists apparently work on something they call 'mindfulness' I read that someone with a broken leg might think that they would be truly happy if they didn't have a broken leg.
When returned to health however they quickly forget their leg and are not in the happy state of mind that they anticipated.
Mindfulness is apparently a state where someone can be happy and aware of the positive aspects of life at all times. I'll have two bags of that please!
The more I consider this, the more interested I am in finding out more about Buddhism.
I find myself being drawn along the path my dear dad followed and whilst I understand that this is a journey
made by the individual this is comforting for me.
There is a Zen Buddhism centre in Reading that have introductory meetings on the first Tuesday of each month.
Pass me my saffron robe please......... (he's lost the plot this time).
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