Health Issues

Yesterday I decided not to have any coffee. I have been feeling much better since my doctor told me to cut down on the coffee and drink more water. Of course, this means I use the bathroom more, but that general uncomfortable feeling I was having is pretty much gone. I had a pretty decent time with staying awake at work, but I started getting a headache toward the evening. So once again he is right.

Curious enough though, I was reflecting back on something he asked me about my parent’s health. He had asked me if there were any updates with my parents. Did something happen that he should know about. I told him no. My father is fine. He is doing quite well actually. My mother…well I don’t really speak to her all that much. So I just told him what he wanted to hear, because in actuality, I really do not know.

I wont go deep into why my mother and I have issues, however, I will say that one day we may have to talk about shit…again. Anyway, my brother called me yesterday. We seem to know the exact moments to call each other. I will say to myself, damn I have to call Marc and he ends up calling me. So, with the general topic of things we discuss, I find out my mother was hospitalized like a week or 2 ago….

Pause. Yes, I know. You would have called me when it happened. Despite the fact that we have issues, I think I should have been told too.

The story is that she wasn’t feeling well. So she sees her doctor, who is amazed after taking a blood sample that she is even conscience. Her blood sugar was over 800. To most people that is a diabetic coma. She has kept her self in such good shape that she was able to not fall into one, so says my bother. So they had to keep her overnight at the hospital.

Being that Josie has diabetes, I understand the 2 different types. So I ask him what type of Diabetes was she diagnosed with? “I dunno”. WTF? All he knew was that she was given pills, which suggests to me that it is Type 2 Diabetes. Clearly, I do not know for sure. So it means that I will have to call her. Not that this is a bad thing. It will just be awkward.

As for me, I am trying to get my physical condition to where in needs to be. Monday I was on the treadmill for 45 minutes and my legs are still feeling sore. Yesterday I played 4 games of Racquetball. If anyone has played this, then you know that this is quite a workout. Today, I will go back to the treadmill. I was very tempted to go to Burger King yesterday, but my Twitter peeps told suggest something else. I had Sushi. I will need to diligent.

Oh..and I did have coffee this morning from Dunkin Donuts. Very watered down coffee and does not compare to Starbucks. However, I am not willing to die for it.

Too much Coffee???

Let me talk about the last few days. Tuesday I woke up to the same feeling I always wake up to, the need to go to the bathroom. After taking care of my normal morning routine. I head out to work. Park the car. Go to Starbucks and order a Venti Cinnamon Dulce Latte with no whip cream. After this, I am ready to face my day.

Then a feeling comes over me. I have to use the bathroom again. But the feeling is more of my bladder being full already. So, like a typical man I ignore it. Eventually I go to the men’s room and (sorry if this is TMI) not as much comes out as I thought would. Of course, I am like…WTF?

Ok, fine I go back to my desk and then the feeling returns. Now, I am no fool. I starting thinking many things. My first thought is, frequent urination is a sign of prostate cancer. So, I almost freak out and look up WebMD. I come up with some ideas of what I could have. I am leading toward an infection like UTI or possibly a bladder infection. In either case, I know something is wrong.

The good thing is that I do not have any pain. However, the feeling is still uncomfortable. I go through the whole day feeling like this. I tell myself that if I continue to feel this way tomorrow then I have to call the doctor. I am not one of those guys that will ignore something that is going on in my body. Although, I do have the urge to do that. The fear, or maybe not a fear but rather a concern, is that I may get poked and prodded. More specifically poked. I am not ready for a tube up my ass.

I do feel better toward the end of the night. When I lay down, I feel nothing. So, again like a typical man, I am thinking that I am good right? Wrong.

The next day(yesterday) is the same thing. So, now I am thinking I am just done. I have some kind of tumor in my bladder and I wont live to see 40. I need to come up with a bucket list. I take a deep breath and realize I just need to call the doc…but first…Starbucks!!!

I call the doctor’s office after I get to work and explain the situation. She sets an appointment right then and there for me. The time is set for 2:30 so I have the rest of the day to think about what is going on in my body. I come up with reasons why I might have this. I think back to Sunday and how I woke up with such a full bladder, because I held it all night. I know that I have this habit, particularly at work, to hold it because I am too busy to go to the men’s room.

2:30 comes and I get to the office. I give them a nice sample as they requested. They take my blood pressure and it is high. Wonderful. I never have high blood pressure. I am so gonna make that bucket list when I get home! I think about what I am going to say on Twitter

He comes in and asks me what is going on. My doctor is very good. I totally trust him. He tells me I have no infection what so ever. He is concerned by the color so he interrogates me about my diet and what I consume. Has there been any changes. My eyes widen and I tell him that I have increased the amount of coffee. For those who do not know, I stopped going to Dunkin Donuts because there coffee is watered down. I needed something stronger. Thus I want to Starbucks. Not only did I get better coffee, I actually changed the amount. I used to order a medium, now I am at a large.

The Doc looks at me and says…”I will bet that your issues is linked to your consumption of too much coffee”. I was stunned. We then had a discussion on how I am not drinking enough water either. He mentioned to me that I need to cut my consumption by half, meaning a small. I was ready to get rid of coffee entirely, but he told me that would be bad. He explained that I will get headaches due to lack of coffee. Here again, my eyes widen. I do tend to get headaches on days I do not drink coffee…WTF! He further explained that he has seen this before and is pretty sure that if I decrease my coffee intake and drink more water then I will be fine. However, if it does not change in 2 weeks. He will check the prostate.

So there it is. “Check the prostate”. It looms over me like the death star. I drank so much water yesterday, you can call me Aquaman.

Today I ordered a small coffee and I do feel better. We will see how this goes…