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My Heart

 My heart hurts
 Was it love
 Or too many desserts
 Or God from above
  
 Does it matter
 Why I cannot take a breath
 My heart goes pitter patter
 Along the path to my death
  
 How did I get here
 After exercising too much
 Did I cause too much wear
 Or is this a crutch
  
 Did I eat the wrong food
 Mostly salads and meat
 Pizza when in the mood
 Along with something sweet
  
 Ice cream and cake
 Cookie dough with glaze
 Maybe a shake
 I did graze
  
 Food or exercise
 The doctors do not know
 I wonder if they are wise
 Or trying to collect dough
  
 Test after test
 What do they show
 Nothing in my chest
 Maye my heart flow
  
 More tests and protocols
 To see if my veins are clear
 Just wait for our calls
 And keep a good cheer
  
 Sometimes it is hard
 To be enthusiastic
 When you cannot walk the yard
 Or anything too drastic
  
 I cannot breathe when I piss
 I cannot breathe climbing up the stairs
 I cannot breathe to walk the block
 I cannot breathe playing in the pool
    
 These are not drastic actions
 And it is very tough
 No to have reactions
 When I cannot get a puff of air
  
 I walked 10000 steps daily
 I lifted weights daily
 I used the elliptical for 30 minutes daily
 I performed yoga every two days
  
 What happened to me
 Will it go away
 Can they fix this stuff
 Or keep it at bay
  
 I do wonder
 Can it be fixed
 Or do I go under
 My thoughts are mixed
  
 Issues upon issues
 Troubles upon troubles
 Stress upon stress
 Anxiety upon anxiety
  
 Thinking can be worse
 Worrying for naught
 Or is this a curse
 And I got caught
  
 Or is it a side effect
 Of a Covid shot
 Is there a connect
 Throwing it all in the pot
  
 Heart inflammation
 They do say
 Maybe a causation
 To take me astray
  
 My shot in late March
 My condition sometime in April
 Is there a connecting arch
 Or is this gossip or a fable 

My Dance

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 I did not respect my health
 Keep track of my friends
 Sharpen and expand my mind
 Or appreciating my wealth
  
 Do I have remorse
 Concerning all these thoughts
 A strange force
 Bothering me a lot
  
 Why do they bother me now
 I have lived a long time
 Will it change somehow
 My story rhyme
  
 The pace my life progresses
 In a repetitive motion
 Failures and successes
 Indifferences and emotions
  
 Up and down
 Round and round
 A priest or a clown
 Mute or with sound
  
 What I have learned
 Is I can fight it
 But I will get burned
 Or use my wit
  
 Learn the dance
 Forward and back
 Retreat and advance
 Seek peace and attack
  
 Dancing is easy
 Moving to the beat
 Not at all cheesy
 Beautiful when expressed
  
 The dance presents understanding
 And maturity
 Your emotional health is expanding
 Giving you security
  
 Security to be yourself
 Security to let someone go
 Security to be alone
 Security to be alright
  
 Alright is not hard
 Or overrated
 You can lower your guard
 Throw away things hated
  
 Why walk on eggshells
 Every step of the way
 Jump at each bell
 To keep the family gay
  
 Wait to be invited
 Like a waiting taxicab
 Feel judged and indicted
 A jab or a stab
  
 Sounds very frightening
 But all I wish
 Is emotional enlightening
 And to dance with a swish
  
 Twirl about
 Skip to the tune
 These things have no clout
 I am immune
  
 I dance with charming traits
 Knowing I am good
 And so much awaits
 Without any falsehoods
  
 Taken for granted
 Highlighting my faults
 Their beliefs are slanted
 But I will waltz
  
 To their reverberations
 And their misrepresentations
 Dancing on my foundations
 Forgetting the frustrations
  
 My dance is divine
 To and foe
 And it is all mine
 The ebb and flow
  
 The coming and going
 Enjoying the song
 That rhythm flowing
 I have grown strong 

Ferocious Tide

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 Why do I grieve
 Gave it my all
 Rewarded with a reprieve
 To stand alone and tall
  
 Reprieve from stress
 Walking on eggshells
 A game of chess
 With no wedding bells
  
 More money
 To spend everyday
 Milk and honey
 Spend it my way
  
 Travel the world
 Sights to see
 Twirl and whirl
 I am free
  
 Drugless
 My mind works
 I must confess
 These are perks
  
 Write my rhyming verse
 Create and produce thought
 I have beaten the curse
 No more brain rot
  
 Not drugged dumb
 As a mindless ghoul
 I have overcome
 The ceaseless  drool
  
 But is it all that great
 To have all this
 Without a mate
 To hug and kiss
  
 This is why I mourn
 I have lost my buddy
 Our love torn
 My heart muddy
  
 I am so conflicted
 So many upsides
 I am unrestricted
 But a ferocious tide
  
   So may extremes
 A passionate obsession
 I had so many dreams
 And a confession
  
 I miss her
 She was unique
 A sweet liqueur
 An aura of mystique
  
 There will be no one like her
 No one to replace our fun
 I miss being her chauffeur
 But we are done
  
 She sees no need
 For a sidekick
 Independent and freed
 She is her own chick
  
 And this is life
 Not very equitable and fair
 Without a wonderful wife
 And a journey to share
  
 A treacherous fate
 To be alone
 Which I do hate
 Nearing my gravestone
  
 No reason to seek
 Another to share
 I am past my peak
 Along with my wear and tear
  
 Enjoy the positives
 And all their good yields
 Eliminate the negatives
 And their battlefields
  
 Slow down
 Stay true
 Do not frown
 Or turn blue
  
 The easiest way to enjoy
 What time is unexpended
 Be good and a kind boy
 As God intended 

Torment

 I do not know
 Does it really matter
 The ongoing show
 Life and dreams in tatter
  
 My brain goes dead
 My eyes are hurt by sunlight
 My sudden falls I dread
 My words are not right
  
 A rare disease
 A common anxiety
 Just please please
 Not so much variety
  
 Give me a concern
 Give me a fight
 Give me a turn
 Give me the right
  
 Right to control
 Right to fix
 Right to be whole
 Right to end the conflicts
  
 Conflicts of doubt
 Conflicts of pain
 Conflicts to act out
 Conflicts of strain
  
 I am tired
 What is worse
 A life expired
 Or alone in the universe
  
 I am not afraid to die
 Jesus is there
 It is not a lie
 In the Lord’s care
  
 I afraid to be alone
 It is stressful
 A great unknown
 Very distressful
  
 Why why why
 Can I not be content
 I want to cry
 A great torment
  
  
 Tormented by what
 No human touch
 Not clear cut
 Or just too much
  
 Do I smother
 Do I overwhelm
 One after another
 Making it my realm
  
 Drive people away
 Make them afraid
 To share and play
 My torments are homemade
  
 I cannot understand
 A balanced life together
 I demand and demand
 All to be hooked by a tether
  
 Can I change
 Find a way
 To rearrange
 My greatest dismay
  
 Confined in solitary
 I have friends
 We can be merry
 But that where it ends
  
 No one to dance
 No companionship
 No romance
 No courtship
  
 I have tried
 I have bailed
 I have cried
 I have failed
  
 It is my fate
 To go one more time
 Is it too late
 To make my life rhyme
  
 Be told
 Be courageous
 Be bold
 It is advantageous 

Functional Neurological Disorder

Functional Neurological Disorder

I was diagnosed with Functional Neurological Disorder (FND) on Wednesday on July 8th. According to National Organization for Rare Diseases, FND is a medical condition in which there is a problem with the functioning of the nervous system and how the brain and body sends and/or receives signals, rather than a structural disease process such as multiple sclerosis, Parkinson or stroke.” This disorder is an improvement over my self diagnosed diseases and disorders. I am happy that I have it than the other alternatives.

For six years, I have struggled with a many weird issues which came and went at random. These issues are unpredictable and debilitating. I struggled with the unknown. When no one tells you, what is wrong with you, then you begin to wander through the possibilities. I found and latched on to Progressive Supranuclear Palsy (PSP) two years ago. I had 8 of 12 symptoms, and it was the only disease or disorder that described me. The doctors did not think I had it because I was too strong, but what were the alternatives? I sank into depression and anxiety.

I ran the gambit of possibilities. How long do I last? Will it be a painful death? Will I make it three years? Will I suffer? I did not believe the doctors who said you are too strong because they were not giving me any alternatives. These were no solutions; just wait until it manifests itself.

I did not want to wait until it manifests itself. I wanted answers now. Who wants to wait until it manifests itself, and then they say, “Oh, you had PSP sorry. Now, you will die in a year or 2.” To me, that was pure craziness!

A few weeks ago, Cynthia (Smart Girl) found Functional Neurological Disorder (FND), and we studied upon it on various websites. I got an appointment with a doctor in Little Rock who understood FND. I found him on FNDhope.org. I made an appointment with Dr. Andrews.

I visited Dr. Andrews on Wednesday, July 8th. Dr. Andrews and I talked for an hour. He says, yes, you have Functional Neurological Disorder, and Dr. Andrews believes my right leg trauma with knee replacement, hip surgery, and replacement and blood clots with the extreme pain made FND activate. I was delighted when he said you are too strong for PSP, and since Mayo and Vanderbilt have eliminated all possible physical symptoms, it has to be FND. I went from a disorder with a death sentence to a disorder you can learn to live with through training.

You must learn what triggers your disorder or attacks so you can react to the triggers better. Also, you need to learn how to reset the triggers to get back to normal as quickly as possible.
Here is a laundry list of things that I need to do to help myself:

• Keep exercising
• Keep doing yoga
• Keep eating a healthy diet
• Learn Cognitive Behavioral Therapy (CBT)
• Learn Dialectical Behavioral Therapy (DBT)
• Simplify your life
• Keep it simple
• Learn triggers
• Avoid triggers
• Minimize triggers
• Learn resets – stutter or unable to speak than sing a song and can not walk forwards then walk backwards
• Beware if you disliked something before disorder, then you hate it now.

Here are some examples of what I disliked before, and I now hate:

• I was not too fond of crowds, so crowds activate my symptoms.
• I did not like liars. Now, I hate liars.
• I did not like injustice? I despise injustice.
• I was intolerant of emotional hot-air rhetoric. I wouldn’t say I like rhetoric.
• I do not like drawn-out stories. Now, I have no patience for a long story.
• I do not enjoy genealogy (stuff with past). Wow, I guess it is a huge trigger.

These triggers can set me off to be rude, angry, or go to rage. Big problem!! I have always been feisty, argumentative, fiery, but it is a new uncontrollable level.

I have to learn to deactivate these triggers and not to let them bother me. I hope CBT and DBT give me the tools to do that.

Does anyone know any resets for triggers or a good list of reboots like singing a song for stutter and walk backwards to reset unable to step forward?