Health and Wealth and GrownUp Stuff
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@Misadventure said in Health and Wealth and GrownUp Stuff:
Some people around here refer to everyone as sir and ma'am because that is how they address folks.
I tend to do this, any unknown adult I address with either sir or ma'am honestly not sure what else would be polite when I didn't know the name.
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My only problem with my inhaler is this: My heart rate is already up because of the exercise. I'm worried if I take a hit to get my lungs to open, that it will speed it up more and I'll go into cardiac arrest or something.
Sidenote (and creepy sorry, not sorry): Greeks are hot.
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@Jaded said in Health and Wealth and GrownUp Stuff:
@Misadventure I tried replacing soda with tea at first but it only lead to stronger soda cravings. So I swapped entirely to water, milk, and fruit juices. I'm only now dipping back into tea that I brew myself. I'm avoiding things like the premade Nestea or Lipton Iced Tea varieties, one of my gamer's brings this stuff to tabletop each Friday in a small case to share - and it may as well be soda.
I drink lipton's dragonfruit açai melon green tea if I want hit tea. But their raspberry white tea in the little bottles is amazing, too, and not terrible calories-wise, if I want colder things.
I still drink coke zero, but I like the fizz. It helps to settle my stomach.
Greeks are hot.
Shamelessly seconded.
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@Catsmeow said in Health and Wealth and GrownUp Stuff:
My only problem with my inhaler is this: My heart rate is already up because of the exercise. I'm worried if I take a hit to get my lungs to open, that it will speed it up more and I'll go into cardiac arrest or something.
You could talk to your doctor about it, but it is reasonable to presume that your heart rate might actually be more stable with your airways fully opened. Your heart and breathing rate may be elevated due to inadequate O2 saturation while exercising, and opening your airway may increase the amount of O2 coming in, thus stymieing your body's desire to increase both.
It sounds like you may want to talk to your doctor, overall. You've got great questions, and I'm not a doctor. Whatever you do, and whatever it takes, I hope your path to self-awesomeness goes awesome.
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@Catsmeow said in Health and Wealth and GrownUp Stuff:
My only problem with my inhaler is this: My heart rate is already up because of the exercise. I'm worried if I take a hit to get my lungs to open, that it will speed it up more and I'll go into cardiac arrest or something.
Yeah like @Ganymede said, that's a question for your doctor. Everyone reacts differently to medication, and we are not doctors. But as a general rule, the heart rate increase from albuterol is not usually considered dangerous unless there's some underlying cardiac condition. And there are other meds that could help too. Hope you can find something that works for you.
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One suggestion this now old man can make for the youngsters out there (I say this with a smile, I'm in my late 30's now but I had a kid before I was 18, lived all over the world, was in the military and consider myself successful in life with respect to position/pay and the like).
That suggestion is that when you make goals make sure they're realistic and don't try to do it all at once. Don't try to eat that whole pizza in one bite, break it up into slices that you consume with bites.
I read once this theory of 1%... If you strive for 1% improvement daily the results vs no progress when added up are mind blowing.
Just like in the military, with working out and getting in shape, we didn't do 5 mile runs on day 1, instead we worked up to it. Running for longer distances gradually while improving speed. As others have said here, to boost health being more active and "adding steps" through out the day is a real winner.
Morning walk/jog/bike then active through the day with another session of walk/jog/bike or whatever at night will bring HUGE gains, more so if you've been less than active
Good luck!
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I cut down my run plan to a mile a day. I'm content with this amount. Then I'm happy if I go over it. I'm going to probably up it in a month. Then we'll see how I'm feeling. I really just want to get to where I can run without heaving.
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@Arkandel said in Health and Wealth and GrownUp Stuff:
@Kestrel There's a difference between accepting your body for what it is, or at the very least being okay with the fact you'll never be perfect (because you never will be)
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I still can't post on this phone for shit but bear with me.
- Am, actually, still alive.
1a. Almost died the night before NYE.
1b. Planned to see doc. Doc says my under five ft tall rainbow haired ass looks as though I am attempting to audition for high empress oh the oompa loompas with the color I have become and if it does not improve w/the meds by friday or (list of things) or looks even a tiny bit worse, go to the ER.
1c. ER: You are going to the fucking hospital and you should prepare for surgery at dawn if we don't have you one the table tonight.
Please note that as in the reality of events vs. their television counterparts or would be television counterparts, the prevalence of "fuck", and actual references to oompa-loompas is probably greatly exaggerrated.
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Have no idea how long I will have to be here still, as 'has not died' is not 'is not at a disturbingly high risk of dying if a hair of something goes wrong with first surgery' are not the same thing.
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Still do not want to hear wiki help reqs or invites to places or get questions about general game shit, because being in a life or death disaster? Zero patience right now for the kind of thing people dress up as such being flung my way. (See? I to take my mental health seriously, too.) That particular shit will hit a fan -- forcibly spattering the flinger.
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Otherwise, all the
Be good to each other, people.
Oh fucking well.
- Am, actually, still alive.
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@surreality said in Health and Wealth and GrownUp Stuff:
The Meds are with you, and you are one with the Meds.
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@surreality said in Health and Wealth and GrownUp Stuff:
I still can't post on this phone for shit but bear with me.
- Am, actually, still alive.
1a. Almost died the night before NYE.
1b. Planned to see doc. Doc says my under five ft tall rainbow haired ass looks as though I am attempting to audition for high empress oh the oompa loompas with the color I have become and if it does not improve w/the meds by friday or (list of things) or looks even a tiny bit worse, go to the ER.
1c. ER: You are going to the fucking hospital and you should prepare for surgery at dawn if we don't have you one the table tonight.
Please note that as in the reality of events vs. their television counterparts or would be television counterparts, the prevalence of "fuck", and actual references to oompa-loompas is probably greatly exaggerrated.
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Have no idea how long I will have to be here still, as 'has not died' is not 'is not at a disturbingly high risk of dying if a hair of something goes wrong with first surgery' are not the same thing.
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Still do not want to hear wiki help reqs or invites to places or get questions about general game shit, because being in a life or death disaster? Zero patience right now for the kind of thing people dress up as such being flung my way. (See? I to take my mental health seriously, too.) That particular shit will hit a fan -- forcibly spattering the flinger.
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Otherwise, all the
Be good to each other, people.
Feel better! We need your particular brand of snark for many moons to come!
- Am, actually, still alive.
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Still not dead.
What was a trip to the ER Friday became admitted to the hospital that night with surgery at the crack of dawn and another scheduled for the next few weeks. Then was nahhhhhhhhhhh all in one stay Because Important Reasons, moar surgery on Thursday (hopefully all the rest, but if it isn't, remaining would be super minor). And then X days of recovery.
My goal for this year: get wayyyyyyyy better at planning my time, because this is silly even for me.
Oh fucking well.
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@surreality Good to hear you didn't die. Mind saying what the problem is? You mentioned turning orange and since you aren't related to Donald Trump (which we know since you don't have a position in the White House), I'm guessing something liver related. Yellow is more common but orange is possible.
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@TNP I can't finger type too well from phone, but was more neon yellow, yup. Sadly, instead of it being a long awaited callback from that old oompa-loompa audition or an actual invite to a magical chocolate factory (unless the dirt counts), secretly, my gall bladder has apparently been attempting to construct the death star.
I cannot say if this has anything to do with Trump, but I am pretty sure the measure of bile over the course of the past year going all crazy toxic society-wise wasn't helping! So it came up with the ingenious scheme to cook up the death star in house, and it just kept on like a busy little bee until it realized, "Shit, boss, maybe I shoulda checked to see if there was clearance to get my megaweapon out into the world before I done built it so big." (Picture someone having built, say, a turbojet in their barn, started the thing, and only then stepped back to watch in horror as it gets briefly stuck in the doors while the jets continue to fire, blasting the ever-lovin'-shit out of, presumably, the rickety old farmhouse reserved for every mad farm scientist ever in a feel good action flick and this analogy, which is somewhat unfortunate because the rickety old farmhouse is, essentially, 'the rest of me'.)
I need tell no one, I am now sure, that there is no small amount of medication going on here.
P.S. Please please please DO NOT send me a new kitchen or magic chair or an oven not tainted by the dire hand of the gluten. Do go eat something you really enjoy today and spoil yourself a little, though, because solid food is way off in the future around here.
Oh fucking well.
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@surreality Damn. You better get better.
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Damn indeed. Please get better fast.
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@surreality Wish you the best and a speedy recovery. Sending positive thoughts.
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So, I've decided to invest in a new treadmill and weight bench, because the area where I live isn't exactly... safe to go running in. Not because of the neighborhood, but because of the utter lack of one. It's icy, it's backroads, and my nearest neighbors are miles away. That's before we get into the potentially threatening wildlife.
I knew that starting back out doing that stuff was going to suck. What I didn't anticipate?
The waits for them to arrive suck even more. I have motivation -now-. I wanna do things -now-. But unless I wanna drive foreeeeever, I have to wait for them to be delivered to a local store (and by 'local', I mean 20 miles away from me, mind).
Hopefully I can keep up the excitement.
Edit because, you know, verbs are helpful.
