So, this is what's been going on. For the last few months, I have been feeling very ill. I try to deny it and push through it, but, there it is. So I finally went to the doctor. I was convinced that I had Congestive Heart Failure. So now I've had one sleep study, blood work an MRI. The upshot it that I am borderline just about everything, except obese, which I am with a vengeance. So I am now being treated as though I have Diabetes II, even though my numbers do not call for the diagnosis. I have a blood sugar monitor, and until they do a proper sleep study, I am sleeping with oxygen, if you can call it sleep. They say I'll get used to it or a C-Pap if I have apnea. No CHF, but still a candidate for it, as my diastolic blood pressure is high and that is very bad.
So I've come to a crossroad, a real moment of choice. On the border, the edge of the sea. Let's see how well I choose my path.