Laughter is the Best Medicine

laughter -is-the-best-medicine
laughter is the best medicine

I broke my ankle in 2017 and spent nearly 3 months
in rehab, which I assure you was no picnic.  I became
very familiar with Matlock, and  Hallmark movies.

I nearly lost my leg in the ordeal, due to infection,  but gratefully I was spared having to go hippity-hopping everywhere.  I didn’t do well on one leg for 9 weeks, I assure you. 

I learned to tell stories (true ones) that kept the hired help entertained,  and I learned to laugh at myself to keep from crying.  Laughter is the best medicine.

I am Diabetic and have Narcolepsy. so there was plenty to

nurse-helping-woman
nurse helping woman

talk about. The Nurse, CNA’s, and PT’s would often remark that I was so “interesting”.  I found myself falling asleep during physical therapy and the therapist would say “Linda, wake up” Yeah, they probably thought I was crazy.

Most of the other patients there were morose and mostly lifeless.  Some wouldn’t even get out of bed all day long. I’m sure the hired help thought none of those stories I told were true.  How could anyone be so upbeat and positive in a place like that?

That first night in rehab   I sunk so low, I didn’t think there was any possibility of surviving this ordeal.  It was impossible!  I couldn’t put any weight on my broken leg – no weight-bearing!   -0–

Talk about being handicapped! (see HERE) I had to relearn how to do everything on one leg.

balancing-on-one-foot
balancing-on-one-foot

Everything!!  How to get out of bed, turn and sit in the wheelchair, all on one leg.

That was called “a transfer.”  Now I wasn’t a small person, mind you, at 255 lbs.   My legs were little spindles with most of the weight from the hips up.

You try standing on only one leg and pivoting around to sit down in a chair at the side of the bed. You are half drugged out of your mind (so you don’t feel the pain that your diabetic legs can’t feel anyway) LOL

It was almost a joke.  And even funnier to watch if it wasn’t so pathetic.

Then getting into the bathroom was easy.  They just “wheeled you in there”, but now you have to stand up again on one leg. pivot on that one leg, 3 or four times, now sit down.  Oh no, you moved the portable stool as you sat down.  Ooops.  Well, I guess housekeeping can take care of the spills.

Finished? OK stand up again, pivot (oh the handicap bar helped a lot there).  Now sit down again. “NO WAIT till I get the chair under you”  Always  feel with your  hand  around behind you and find the wheel chair handle to make sure the chair is there before you sit down”!!

WOW, I decided to remain in that chair the rest of the day.

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Life in a wheelchair                                               But after I went to bed that first night, as I said before, I went to a very dark place that I felt there was no escaping.  It was hopeless. I was sure I would suffer the same fate my own mother had experienced when her ankle never healed from a broken bone.  She died!  I was nearly the same age, and this was the same scenario

 

 

 

 

Broken ankle               Diabetes                             Survive Rehab                      Open Wound that had to heal                            Possibility of infection due to contamination from the pool water that I  broke my ankle in

 

And last, but foremost in my mind was, “You’ll most likely lose your leg  Sign here to say you understand the risk.”

If I cried, my head would stuff up and I couldn’t breathe, so DON’T CRY.  and the final problem, you’ve got to sleep on your back (which I couldn’t do because mucus would drop down my throat and I couldn’t breathe) PERFECT!!

And there you have it.  The horrible solution to an imperfect day.

  • Hopelessness,
  • impossibility,
  • I’m going to die.
  • I couldn’t sleep.
  • I was weighed down feeling like the jaws of death were opened wide, ready to swallow me up.

When I finally came to my senses, I realized I wasn’t ready to die, and I decided I was never going to go to that place again during this ordeal.  I had to look to the light!

I turned on the light and kept it on at night and even during the day.  From then on, I played music at night, I recorded memories of my life on my iPhone, listened to Podcasts, I sometimes watched “I Love Lucy” or whatever was on TV to take my mind off myself.  And from that moment on I never looked back, nor cried (until now)

Being in rehab seemed like forever, but with the help of a medical wound vac and my nutritional supplements, my wound eventually started healing

To recap: to get through rehab, you must

  • Stay away from despair,
  • Laugh,
  • Get out of bed and stay up
  • Attend physical  therapy
  • Tell your attendants stories from your life. Your life has been full of events that need to be told.
  • Get a smart phone and start recording YOUR LIFE stories as you remember them.
  • Record THIS experience, ALL of it, the good, the bad, and the ugly

And now LAUGH at the humor that you see in the memory.  After all, “Laughter is the best medicine.”

  • Do you wish you could spend more time at home with the family?
  • Are you sick and tired of the boss making the good bucks while you do all the work?

Now you can laugh all the way to the bank while making money 24/7.

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About Me – Narcolepsy and  Other Maladies

 

About me -Narcolepsy and  Other Maladies

My health was impacted by Narcolepsy as a teenager and throughout my 20’s.  It was through an EEG at the age of 17 that I was diagnosed, and the narcolepsy definition  was pronounced upon me.  Of course, the usual narcolepsy drug treatment, Dexedrine was prescribed.  Ritalin was the generic name, or so they told me.

Medications were affecting my memory

By the age of 26, I was losing my memory and that was not promising.   By about the age of 28, I read a magazine article about HYPOGLYCEMIA and got tested for it. (Every letter had a woman’s name attached.  Helen, Yolynda, Pauline, etc.) Yep, there was an L for me too.  Sure enough, I had it.

The diagnosis was made after a 6 hour fasting blood sugar test was performed.  If I would have had  a 3 hour Glucose test, the diagnosis would have been Diabetes with a Glucose reading of 259.  But in the 4th hour my veins collapsed, and by hour 6 my Glucose count was 49.

NOTE: Absolutely always take a 6 hour Glucose Tolerance Test if you are checking for Hypoglycemia.

Until this point, I had depended upon Dexedrine to help keep me awake.  If I failed to take it, I would hear my two young sons, (in my slumber,) saying “Is she asleep yet?”  as they were peeking around the corner of the room.  They lived for the moment I fell asleep because they could raid the recently purchased groceries that I was often too tired to put away.

Never say anything about me however,  when you think I’m asleep because I hear every word. =)  My husband warns people about that as they start talking about me as I slumber.  And of course, I answer “You better believe it!”

I knew I had to get off the Dexedrine when my memory started failing me at the young age of 25..  I attributed the memory loss to the drug itself.  So when I found the article HYPOGLYCEMIA, I went on the diet described in the magazine. For an entire year, my family of 5  only consumed  (5) five pounds of sugar and a large can of honey for sweetening kool-aid, cookies, breads, cakes, etc.  Indeed, I was able to eliminate my narcotic drug Dexedrine.  Little did I know that low blood sugar would eventually lead to Diabetes and all the complications it brings with it.

If Narcolepsy were the only health issue I had

I always said if Narcolepsy was the only malady  I ever had, then I could live with it.  But, with marriage and childbearing also came weight gain. hypoglycemia, blood pressure,  and finally diabetes.   Of course, with Diabetes comes the breakdown of major organs beginning with the eyes for me, then heart, and gallbladder.

My drug allergies 

It has been my misfortune to have several allergies to several prescription drugs, and even some over-the-counter meds.  Consequently, I am one who believes in taking charge of my own health.  I use the doctor for diagnosis and his advice and then look for alternative solutions unless it is critical, like a heart attack or a broken bone.

 How that works for me 

Most people who have Diabetes, have a whole page of meds they take.   This covers everything from blood pressure, to heart, to cholesterol, to kidney and liver, to diabetes, and the list goes on and on. But In the prescriptive drug arena I only take a regular Insulin for my Insulin pump, and an occasional Lasix (furosemide-generic) when I am retaining water.

Today I take nothing for Narcolepsy.  On the other hand, I have found several nutritional supplements that are advantageous for BP, Immune health, Heart Health, memory and things like this.

As an overweight individual of 250+ pounds, I am quite healthy, and when everyone else is getting sick, I can usually ward off the flu and colds, thanks to my supplements.  That is probably quite surprising considering all the breakdown of my body’s organs.

Family life vs Entrepreneur

My life has been full of family, having 9 children and 25 grandchildren and 9 great grands. I preferred to stay home during those years the children were at home. Consequently, I became an entrepreneur, earning a car in one of my company experiences while all 9 children were at home, and before the internet.

Recently, I have been studying affiliate marketing using SEO websites and Affiliate Marketing. I have felt there must be a way to use the internet to make money, but until now have not known how to actually make money using the Internet.  I feel it is imperative for me to share this newfound knowledge with others, to possibly save some people the time and horrible expense that it has cost me.

I enjoy helping others and sharing my experiences and expertise with others. At the NewYou,  I help you discover solutions to both health and wealth challenges.  I hope you will follow my blog and read other articles I post about health and wealth issues and possibly find the “NewYou”.

Thank you for reading about me.   If you have comments or questions please leave them below and I will answer them.

 

DISCLAIMER: I remind you that I am not a medical professional.  I am not saying that you will have the same results as I.  Nothing I have said should be misconstrued to mean I give any medical advice. Should you have unresolved pain or other problems you should always contact your doctor for professional care.