Let’s get physical, Helene and Helen

Yesterday I had my first physical in two years as required by our insurance qualifiers. I put this one off until right before the deadline which is unusual for me. Normally I like to knock unpleasant things off my list first, procrastination isn’t my thing. I think the reason was the last time I had a physical they said I had a “borderline” EKG that resulted in sending me to a cardiologist which turned into a lot of money and testing to just tell me that I was fine. The other thing about physicals that I dislike is the DRE of course. Look it up if you don’t know what that is.

It was interesting, they apparently now try to make this both a mental and physical check up. I had to fill out a questionnaire that asked things related to my mental wellness. The only negative I acknowledged was issues sleeping. There were other things I could have acknowledged on the list that I chose not to.

The physical itself went ok. I had another EKG done and was told it was actually better than two years ago which I was happy about. However the thing that made me the most happy was I escaped without a DRE being performed. I’m not sure if she forgot or decided I didn’t need one since they took blood for a PSA retest. Whatever the reason I certainly was not going to remind her.

Yesterday in the morning the weather around here seemed almost nice with some blue sky popping out. However in the afternoon and evening we started getting some significant wind from Helene. A couple of the other government offices closed due to them. Even Dunkin was closed, preventing me from obtaining some much needed afternoon coffee. My yard has a substantial amount of small oak tree branches scattered around from the winds. The wind sounded ominous from inside the house at times, blowing hard enough to push air past the sliding glass doors more than once. We were lucky.

Volleyball was cancelled of course so instead I decided to go visit Helen at Carrabbas, something I have not done in months. I have lost a few pounds again and I thought a big meal would be a good head start to at least getting back to 185lbs. Helen was glad to see me. I was there early enough to actually snag happy hour specials which I have never had before.

Last night I passed out early, very tired from staying up too late the night before. I managed to sleep pretty soundly through the night without a sleeping aid, an indicator of my level of exhaustion.

This weekend my plans are loose and fluid. I will likely dive deeper into making some internet content over the two days. I find that when my mind feels unsettled, embracing my creativity is a way to take the sharp edge off of whatever may be bothering me.