Well, the dreams continue. I really don't mind them so much. It is like living in a comic book. Flying, transporting myself from place to place. (Think Superman and Kurt Wagner from X-Men) It has made for some interesting mornings, just trying to recall everything.
I have been dealing with some increasing fatigue over the last couple of months. We initially felt it was just getting used to the medications with a touch of depression. Turns out I have developed pulmonary hypertension. I am in the process of going through an extensive workup for this now. I am very fortunate I have physicians who take me seriously when I tell them something is not right. My last one would just tell me to not worry about it. Now though, I have to kill a cardiologist who said there was nothing wrong last October after spending a week in the hospital for chest pain.
I am happy to see the first signs of spring. I have started my seeds for the garden. I have some young men coming over and helping me with the garden in a couple of weeks. One of the local scout troops was looking for a service project for their younger scouts to do, so this is perfect for them. The older scouts will put in the garden boxes and the younger ones will help rake everything smooth.
In case you were wondering, my nephew made 10 boxes that are 20 inches tall and 4 ft by 8 ft long. They have benches mounted on the sides, so I can work in the garden without having to bend over or kneel down and have problems getting back up. I am fortunate to have such good kids around.
More after I get the final prognosis and updates.