Get in the mood...or not.

  Oh sometimes I get in a mood. Certainly being stuck indoors does that to me. 

Introspection is like taking an x-ray
of your emotions,
thoughts,
and behaviors.

~

After all, being stuck inside makes me cranky. So I start thinking. How did I get to this point? Am I a good person? Am I happy? Am I...

Well, you get the idea. So much has shaped me [just as it does others] over the years.

Then I look in the mirror and realize that I am not the same person on the outside that I feel like on the inside. I feel no different than when I was much younger. My soul is the same, the package it is harbored in has changed.

Why do people see the outside and never the inside?

Why do we have to be so strong when we feel so exhausted.

Heavy thoughts for a grey day.

Next week is my first shot of Prolia which could become a lifetime commitment. Some of the pros and cons go like this...

Lifetime of shots every six months. 

The bones are like an organ. The spine holds the rest of me up. The bones support my organs. Without my bones I would be helpless. So the decision is to try and save my bones just as I would try to save my heart or any other vital organ.

The cons are there too. In the form of side effects. I'm going to think positive. IF I get along with the Prolia, quitting is not an option after a year or so. If one quits, the incidents of spinal compression fractures increase exponentially. The other choice was to try an infusion of the cocktails of meds that already led me to great pains.

That would have been once a year. Followed by IV steroids to combat the painful side effects. [yeah...um, no! Needles and IV stuff? Oh yuck!]

This all is going to occur right at the holiday time. 

Since I am having a moody few days, I may as well say it. The things I miss most are the family get togethers that are done this time of year. I do feel lonely. I don't have the option of just going to visit my kids and grands. [They all live at least 4 hours away]

My step family does ignore us during the Holidays. We became nonexistent once I stated that driving 2 1/2 hours one way to have dinner and visit then drive back home at the end of the day was no longer an option. 

Imagine having to haul all the oxygen equipment and medications. [and at that time, hauling my MIL who could barely walk and soaked her diapers if sitting too long] 

So I fight sad thoughts during the Holidays with a cheery smile and hide behind that smile. 

Not all days are like that. I do find relief in my own ways as long as I can get out into the woods.

Credit to Charlie Mackesy: The Boy, The Mole, The Fox, The Horse

Bones

I am writing this in this part of my blog as most people won't read it but I want to sort of track what I do with my health issue of osteoporosis. Perhaps my journey can help someone else make decisions.

I'm scheduled for a new scan to assess my bone density issue. Yesterday, I consulted with the endocrinologist, and by next Monday, I'll receive an updated reading. We explored several options for my future treatment.

Admittedly, I'm not thrilled about possibly needing medication for osteoporosis. Since my bone-building years are behind me, I require assistance to increase bone density.

As a child, my nutrition was excellent, supporting bone development. In contrast, my college years were marked by poor nutrition—typical dorm food—lacking in essential vitamins, despite rigorous training.

Being petite, female, and white also places me at a higher risk for osteoporosis, although I've never experienced a fracture.

We discussed a newer medication called Evenity, designed to enhance bone density over a year. Following that, I would have to transition to a biannual Prolia injection, provided I tolerate these treatments well. [Crossed fingers]

Reflecting on my age, I acknowledge the inevitable changes that come with it. Our bodies, including organs and joints, deteriorate over time. We turn to doctors for improvement, yet they cannot turn back the clock or always decipher how to heal us. The human body is complex.

We chase youth, health, and the reversal of aging's toll on our bodies, despite knowing there's no fountain of youth.

The advancements in modern medicine are astounding. Joint replacements, organ transplants, and treatments unimaginable a decade ago are now realities.

I'm going with this:

If you want some fun, look up 'curing osteoporosis' on the internet. You will get some really wild suggestions. I know, I looked. 

I've had acquaintances send me podcasts and TikTok links [sorry didn't open them] on how to Cure osteoporosis also. 

I'm not dying. I have a condition that is not painful, until of course I get a compression fracture or bust a hip or something. 

I want to continue my way of living, hiking, and adventuring as long as my body will allow it.