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I haven't posted for awhile. Finally got home after driving from C-bus in Ohio to my home in California. We kept outrunning that horrid freezing weather in the Plains, that is now hitting Ohio and points east. Yikers. I woke up in New Mexico this morning and it was 15-degrees. My hair was wet (which was so stupid because I have pneumonia) and it took my breath away. So, we left NM at 7:00 am and rolled into Cali at 4:30 pm.
My brother held up well. He smokes, so that was difficult. He also has an anxiety issue that I didn't know about. I guess we haven't spent a lot of time together over the years except to visit here and there, but when you spend time together hour after hour in a car, you get to see things. I'm worried for him. I'm pleased that he's staying with us. At least I know he'll be eating well and he's going to let me help him manage his meds.
I know some people don't believe in such things, but when I held his leather wallet in my hand, I got terrible pains in my left arm, shoulder and left neck. I know that my brother has a cardiac history, but I wasn't ready for this reaction. It was alarming. When he returned, I asked him if he had ever had his carotids looked at (the arteries in his neck). He said that his doctor had prescribed him some Plavix (a blood thinner) for his carotids but he hadn't taken it in months. After our talk, he then agreed that I could help him manage his meds.
Maybe I shouldn't worry. Maybe it wasn't anything. But it's difficult to watch him be this anxiety-ridden, rather insecure, almost fearful individual-when he started off as such a confident, swaggering young man. But maybe that was the problem. He ran balls-to-the-walls for so many years without dealing with the consequences, that this is the result. Don't know. But he has a good wife and a little girl to worry about and he takes that really seriously...so that's good.
Anyway, it was good to see the country with him. We still love spending time together. Long periods of silence are just as comfortable as finishing each other's sentences or quoting old Looney Tunes cartoons. That's to be expected when siblings are less than a year apart...yeesh....
I guess I'll just take it a day at a time.
My brother held up well. He smokes, so that was difficult. He also has an anxiety issue that I didn't know about. I guess we haven't spent a lot of time together over the years except to visit here and there, but when you spend time together hour after hour in a car, you get to see things. I'm worried for him. I'm pleased that he's staying with us. At least I know he'll be eating well and he's going to let me help him manage his meds.
I know some people don't believe in such things, but when I held his leather wallet in my hand, I got terrible pains in my left arm, shoulder and left neck. I know that my brother has a cardiac history, but I wasn't ready for this reaction. It was alarming. When he returned, I asked him if he had ever had his carotids looked at (the arteries in his neck). He said that his doctor had prescribed him some Plavix (a blood thinner) for his carotids but he hadn't taken it in months. After our talk, he then agreed that I could help him manage his meds.
Maybe I shouldn't worry. Maybe it wasn't anything. But it's difficult to watch him be this anxiety-ridden, rather insecure, almost fearful individual-when he started off as such a confident, swaggering young man. But maybe that was the problem. He ran balls-to-the-walls for so many years without dealing with the consequences, that this is the result. Don't know. But he has a good wife and a little girl to worry about and he takes that really seriously...so that's good.
Anyway, it was good to see the country with him. We still love spending time together. Long periods of silence are just as comfortable as finishing each other's sentences or quoting old Looney Tunes cartoons. That's to be expected when siblings are less than a year apart...yeesh....
I guess I'll just take it a day at a time.