Pimpernel is Still Kicking and Messed Up

After having dodged my doctors for 6 years, I saw them today. Actually, I saw a new doctor because my old doctor is in a different town as I moved a little over 3 years ago. Being over 50 with high blood pressure, amazingly high triglycerides and an overall unwillingness to do as I am told, it has been a very long day. I was given an EKG, extensive blood work and even a chest X-Ray. The doctor also informed me that I had a heart attack within the last 6 years (the last time I had been checked back then proved that I had not had a heart attack as of then). This was not news to Pimpernel as I remember when I had the heart attack and where I was, I was in my car in Baker, California.

The doctor was very good and very responsible making sure to lecture me about smoking and taking my pills. He also told me that I was not a cat and should not expect to have nine lives. Having been told more than 9 times that I should be dead, he is wrong. After all the testing and another lecture by the doctor, I was off to the pharmacy. I met the pharmacist and we talked about my medications. I told her my blood pressure and she looked in shock at me and told me that I looked great. LOL, that is what I tell doctors when they take my blood pressure.

The bottom line is that the Pimpernel is well and is working with his doctor to stay that way, he told me nothing that I did not already know and I know what they expect me to do. As I adjust to my new pills, I may feel weak and not post much, we shall see how it goes, last time it took a month to adjust. Take care and I will be checking the news.

UPDATE: Be kind and do not lecture the Pimpernel on what he should do. I have many people who read this blog that know me personally and the doctor told me I had the heart attack 5 years ago (he didn't give the time-frame; but I knew when it happened). This should not surprise people who knew how bad off I was before. I went through a period where I looked like death warmed over, my health is so much better now and if you could see me and compare it to how I looked for awhile it would be obvious to you.

When I stopped my car in Baker, I knew what was going on and didn't expect to survive. My friends kept me alive and supported me in ways I cannot begin to explain. It was their concern that kept me going and I send my love to all of them. Since that time, my life has changed so much. The stress has gone away, I am comfortable and quite happy. When I had the heart attack, I thought I was a goner. I was alone in my car in the middle of the desert and there was no hospital for at least 65 miles. I sat in my car and waited to die because I didn't want to be on the road and injure anyone, seems like common courtesy to me.

I had to confirm to some of my family and friends what the doctor told me today. I had told them all previously what had happened to me in Baker; but, one of my kids said it best. They said that it was different hearing it, that the doctor confirmed it. It really wasn't for me; but, I can understand how people might feel that way. I shall now tell a little more of the story.

I was in the middle of my divorce, I was losing everything I worked my life for. I was losing my hope that I couldn't fix things by my own hand. Control is an illusion. I had failed to take care of myself for decades working more than I should have and pushing myself to my limits to care for my family and my ego, I tried to be the best at my job and was pretty successful. Then, everything began to fail including my health. As hard I tried, I could not control others, get them to make good decisions or fix things. We all have free will.

I have to say, I don't have my time frames down quite right, I lost all track of time years ago. I remember things by the events surrounding them. I believe I had the heart attack while my ex was still living in the house with me, I used to go away for the weekends because I really didn't want to see her leave to see her boyfriend for the weekend while we were separated and living in the same house. As I was driving to Nevada I had an event (that is what medical doctors call it - an event). Yeah, I had chest pains, my arm went numb and my blood pressure had spiked. A spike in blood pressure for me would kill most people, today, calm and relaxed, my blood pressure was 208 over 144, it is now officially in my record.

All during the exams today the doctor kept asking me if I was having chest pains and I wasn't and am not. I told the nurse that topping 200 meant I was like a race car. I always wanted to go faster than 200; preferably, in a Lamborghini Countach, it is the gear-head in me. By the way, I did 145 in my old Benz and loved it.

So, why is my doctor shocked that I live? LOL. My blood pressure for one, my triglycerides for another (5 times deadly), my red blood cells are about 70% higher than normal people. I should be dead, of course I should, by every stat the doctors fear, I should be dead and yet, I am here and according to the Pharmacist, look darn good. I cannot tell you everything that happened in my car as I waited to die and there is no reason you should believe me, my medical records speak for themselves. I will tell you some of what happened.

As I waited to die, I forgave everyone that I ever believed had did me wrong and asked God that I could take care of a couple of things. I believe I have done that and within the year that I asked to see it happen, they did. After that, things got really weird. I had a spiritual experience and the last person in the world I could ever imagine asked me to preach. You know, when you make a deal with God things just get really bizarre and they did for me. I cannot imagine if I had never begun this blog, I cannot imagine if I had never preached, I cannot imagine if I had not kept my word to others in business.

Today was a long day. Lots of hard decisions to make. I decided to stick around for a bit, if God so chooses; but, I was ready to go years ago. I do not fear death and do not fear life even if I have another heart attack or even a stroke. God is in charge and I choose not to tempt him. I will work with the doctors; but, in the end we all die and I do not fear it in the least. I asked for a year and have had many more and have been given the opportunity and ability to help others. That is what life is about, loving one another and helping one another, it is not about being right or "successful". It is about what you do with your life.

When I was really bad off, I considered going off on a disability retirement and chose not to. I figured if I was going to get paid anyways, I might as well try and teach my institutional knowledge to others. I don't watch television anyways and it is good to have a reason to get up in the morning. I have the greatest people working for me that I can imagine and the best friends and siblings.

UPDATE 2: It is about 3 in the morning, I took the pills and stuff about 5 or 6 hours ago. It is definitely having an effect on me. I woke up about 5 minutes ago. I think I shall listen to some music.

YouTube - Hold On Forever- Hospital Songs

YouTube - Let It Be Me- Everly Brothers Cover

YouTube - It Was You- Hospital Songs

YouTube - Paul McCartney - My Love

YouTube - Paul McCartney - Another Day (1971)

I remember when this album came out, I was a kid. There were not two digits to my age. It was the first Christmas present I ever remember asking for. Funny isn't it, the first present I remember asking for and being thrilled about getting was music. YouTube - Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band ( Full Album Remastered 2009) - The Beatles.

Have a great week.