It is my opinion, and only my opinion, that we as a human species are social animals UNTIL we hit a snag in life. When a major experience inserts itself then we feel we are no longer part of a large group. We become a singular entity that is totally alone and no one else has ever gone through what we are going through.
Nothing is farther from the truth. Our social world branches off into a different growth pattern then settles back into the comfortable one we are used to, which now includes other people who have similar experiences to ours.
Anyone that does, at least, one hour of television viewing has seen the legal advertisements warning of the dire consequences of the drug Coumadin (Warfarin) and the deaths it has caused. Kind of scary when you listen to the advertisement and the claims made by a spokesperson for the legal firm.
Having remnants of the torte ad in my head and the possible things that could go wrong with my Joe while he is on this drug made me quite anxious for him. If the drug is so bad that people are bleeding to death and dropping like flies then why is this still being prescribed by physicians?!
Acceptance of Joe’s medical procedures and prescriptions had to come. I had to embrace this fear and do the best that I could to make sure my husband is watched over and cared for properly. That was the first hurdle to get over. The next was to find information about his diet that I would need to know in order to aid him in his recovery and eventually getting off Coumadin (Warfarin).
This past week I have begun to feel like I am in the middle of a Wes Craven horror movie with no way out. Who would have ever known that fruits and vegetables could be so harmful to a human body? All of the fitness Internet sites you go to scream at you to eat more vegetables and fruit daily. Get meat out of our diet and more natural foods in.
The Vitamin K in a good number of vegetables that Joe loves could be the actual death of him. The Potassium levels in the fruits and vegetables Joe loves could cause him to go into kidney failure. What the H-E-*-* is wrong with my world?!
In our house Joe is feeling unmanned by no longer being able to work and provide an income to his family, while I’m going bonkers about what is safe for him to eat. Both of us are living in a sort of H-E-Double Hockey Sticks. Surely Freddy Kruger will be knocking on our door at any minute. Of course Freddy Kruger never knocked on doors, he just appeared out of no where and terrorized certain people.
When you find yourself locked in a pitched battle, and feel like you are losing, out of no where comes an ally. Someone that HAS gone through what we are going through. Someone that is on the other side of the problem and have their life together. This ally has survived quite a number of years on Coumadin (Warfarin) and has an active life, a job that would be considered hazardous to his health, and the ability to make Freddy Kruger disappear in a pile of ashes to be blown away on the wind.
Our ally is none other than our vehicle mechanic. Years ago our mechanic (Greg at G&S Automotive in Norman, Oklahoma) had a heart valve replacement. He has been on Coumadin (Warfarin) for several years now. He climbs around on old, banged up, and rusty vehicles – new ones, too. He reaches into the engine compartments where there is very little space to put fingers, let alone tools, and busts his knuckles. His customers come in complaining of a problem with their vehicle and he doesn’t back away from the work involved to get the cars and trucks running in tip top shape. He goes elbow deep. He rolls around on the ground underneath the chassis to inspect where the odd sound is coming from. And he always has a smile on his face.
I knew Joe was upset and worried about us going back to work. My poor Joe was resigned to having to stand back and watch me do all the work and heavy lifting. That goes totally against Joe’s soul and his core beliefs. So much that it has put him in a kind of funk. After learning about our mechanic who is taking the same medication as Joe, only in a higher dosage, has given my husband his spirit back. He no longer lives in fear of hurting himself and bleeding to death in some remote and desolate location far from civilization.
I, myself, have an ally that has joined me in my battle. Jann Gray of WhatYouMakeIt has inspired me with tips she has garnered over the past couple years in caring for her husband who has had a kidney transplant. Through her knowledge, support, and sense of humor I have come to realize that food is good and a friend. I’m totally grateful for her insight and help.
So…when you feel totally alone and nearly defeated in your life’s struggle, don’t give up. There will be someone that will come along with their weapons to aid you in your battle. Someone to stand beside you and fight along side of you. Your friendship with these people will become a bond that will help you through your tough days and cherish the sanity of normal days.
Now it is time to indulge in a little chocolate 😀
And I do mean a LITTLE chocolate.
Now get in there and fight like you really mean it. Also, have a spectacular day.