It’s good to be alive

Sometimes you don’t realize how sick you’ve been until you start feeling better.

Sickness, as I’m sure you know already, has many personalities. Nausea, fever and then some can jump you out of the blue and you know you’re sick. It’s clear as day. Nothing vague about it. Then too there are ailments like prostatitis, a swelling and inflammation of the walnut-sized prostate gland which sits comfortably, when it’s behaving, under the bladder of the male, like me for instance.  Prostatitis can be caused by a bacterial infection and then there are times there is no bloody rhyme or reason for its appearance, other than to make you urinate frequently, so much so I swear I’ve worn shallow valleys in the floor leading from my sitting chair and bed to the bathroom.

What sneaks up on you, or at least it snuck up on me, is the toll lack of sleep takes on you. At first I sought to manage the symptoms myself, I’ve been through this before and so loaded up on Saw Palmetto (a great name for a gangster in case anyone’s looking for one), Stinging Nettle and Pygeum, but alas, my efforts were, as they say, too little, too late. And so it was that on the 23rd of this month I decided not to wait until my scheduled physical on January 4 and instead headed to the nearest emergency room for treatment: antibiotics and Flomax. By the time I went to the E.R. I’d been operating out of a state of exhaustion far longer than I realized, nearly two months truth be told.

It took awhile to get as sick as I was and it will take a while to feel better; I’m not out of the woods yet, but I can see the clearing. Today, this morning into early afternoon actually, I was able finally to get some uninterrupted sleep in two-hour doses. For more than a month the longest I slept without having to deepen the ravine as it were was an hour, more often than not, less than an hour. And so, this afternoon, for the first time in nearly two months, I felt rested, and, as a result, feel alive. And let me tell you, if there is anything I am sure of, it is this: it’s good to be alive.

3 thoughts on “It’s good to be alive

  1. Sickness takes us all by surprise at times and what better than sickness or death can make us realize how wonderful life is. Our busy lives tend to make us forget the purpose of life and the enjoyment of just being alive. Taking life for granted is very easy to do until one day you find yourself sick, not being able to do what you normally do. Peter, I am happy that you are feeling better and it was very nice meeting you yesterday. I don't take life for granted but I do sometimes forget how wonderful it is to be alive. Thanks for reminding me.

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