I'm Alive

Hey guys, I'm here and alive.

I didn't update much lately because frankly there's been nothing to report on the POTS front except for a couple of minor blips. My current level of Atenolol is working well for me and the removal of the Glyset was definitely a step in the right direction. The Paxil will probably be cut out at some point, it's just a question of when is the best time to withdraw. Right now, not so much.

I had spring break last week in which I went home. Thanks to a combination of reckless behavior, a poorly planned trip, and other circumstances, I arrived to the airport to come back to Pittsburgh at 5:30 am subsisting on only 7 hours of sleep for the prior two days. Bad call. That'll make your POTS flare up like no body's business.

I've also neglected to mention that a couple of weeks ago I got hit by a cop car while walking up the street past a gas station as the cop was turning in and didn't see me. I'm alright, although I was in pain for a week or so and was on the cane for that. At least I had a better explanation then for why I was on the cane than "random neurological disorder." I ran off after I was hit because I was pissed more at being inconvenienced than anything else but not before informing the cop that I thought he was a son of a bitch. On my way home I saw the cop car and got the tag and called the police once I got home to report the incident. The cop eventually came by the apartment to apologize and to get my information. He was clearly not the brightest crayon in the box because when I gave my date of birth as 1987 he said "ok, so that makes you 19?" Nope, almost 21.

I'm in the basketball pep band here and our Men's and Women's teams have made the NCAA tournament. Our men actually won the Big East Championship, which came out of nowhere. The men are going to Denver for the first round and the women are going to Albuquerque. I'm traveling with the women. I leave on Thursday and I'll be there until Tuesday at the latest (depends on if we win the 1st round).