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All right, you can stop now, this getting all maudlin is embarrassing me. 
To paraphrase Mark Twain, the reports of my condition have been somewhat exaggerated.
Moral of the story: Don't ignore your body when it's trying to tell you something.
This spring and summer I had been feeling more out of shape than usual, even going up one flight of steps left me a little winded. I decided I was too fat and out of shape for 51 years old, so started riding the bike again. On the flats was OK, but any little hill made me blow up and my thighs ached. For the last two weeks we have been on vacation, and last Wednesday, it suddenly got worse. A short hike left me gasping, with swollen ankles, and even getting out of bed made my heart pound. I really didn't want to have a heart attack in Calabash, NC. Of course, being a stubborn male, I didn't tell my wife much, just that I felt out of sorts and promised to call my doctor when we got home.
Monday morning my doc told me to go the ER at Cleveland Clinic. They quickly determined that I was severely anemic, with a count of 5 somethings when it should be 14 somethings. They had to put in three units of blood.
Apparently those bleeding hemorrhoids I've had for the last five months have really drained me. They scoped me from both ends, didn't find any other bleeding, then a surgeon banded the rhoids today, and let me go.
Yesterday my wife asked if I wanted her to make a post here, and I declined. But this morning she called Amy anyway, because she said this is family. So we really appreciate all the support and prayers from friends around the world. You guys are the best.
btw, can someone explain the 'smoke' thing? I have only seen it here on BladeForums, and while I understand the sentiment, what exactly is the origin? (If you want to send me a cigar, I promise to smoke it in your honor.
)
To paraphrase Mark Twain, the reports of my condition have been somewhat exaggerated.
Moral of the story: Don't ignore your body when it's trying to tell you something.
This spring and summer I had been feeling more out of shape than usual, even going up one flight of steps left me a little winded. I decided I was too fat and out of shape for 51 years old, so started riding the bike again. On the flats was OK, but any little hill made me blow up and my thighs ached. For the last two weeks we have been on vacation, and last Wednesday, it suddenly got worse. A short hike left me gasping, with swollen ankles, and even getting out of bed made my heart pound. I really didn't want to have a heart attack in Calabash, NC. Of course, being a stubborn male, I didn't tell my wife much, just that I felt out of sorts and promised to call my doctor when we got home.
Monday morning my doc told me to go the ER at Cleveland Clinic. They quickly determined that I was severely anemic, with a count of 5 somethings when it should be 14 somethings. They had to put in three units of blood.
Apparently those bleeding hemorrhoids I've had for the last five months have really drained me. They scoped me from both ends, didn't find any other bleeding, then a surgeon banded the rhoids today, and let me go.
Yesterday my wife asked if I wanted her to make a post here, and I declined. But this morning she called Amy anyway, because she said this is family. So we really appreciate all the support and prayers from friends around the world. You guys are the best.
btw, can someone explain the 'smoke' thing? I have only seen it here on BladeForums, and while I understand the sentiment, what exactly is the origin? (If you want to send me a cigar, I promise to smoke it in your honor.
)
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