#81 ·
Hi Gary Jones10,
For the last 15 years, my sleep schedule has been a total mystery. I’ll lie down, turn on my Sleep Apnea machine, and drift off, only to wake up after an hour or three because the pain kicks in. After that, sleep is impossible. Some days I go 24 or 48 hours without any rest at all, only to crash later for a solid 9 or 10 hours.
I don't take sleeping pills or anything like that. I've tried dozens of different medications prescribed by the pain management clinic, but nothing seems to touch it—I've gone through maybe 20 or 25 different types without much luck.
The pain is constant, 24/7, all year round. It makes getting up and moving around a struggle. To cope, I dive into my computer; it's become my main hobby and escape since I've always been a tech enthusiast. I was one of the first people at work and at home to get my hands on new gadgets. Getting lost in technology helps pull my mind away from the physical issues. Sometimes I'm researching theology, geography, or different countries. I enjoy having a broad range of knowledge. I even still visit professors at the local university when they reach out to me regarding topics I'm interested in; I truly respect them as specialists.
Honestly, the hardest part is seeing how this affects my wife. Thank God for such a wonderful, understanding person; she shares everything with me. I try to stay as independent as possible and handle most of the finances and bills, but it feels heavy knowing I can't help her around the house like I used to. When I was able, I did everything in my power to make things easier for her, including making sure we had the best modern appliances.
As you know, back before 1992, I used to juggle two or three jobs at once. I never had any time for myself. Everything I did was dedicated to my work, my kids, and my family.
When I was working, I imagined retirement would be active, maybe even a way to earn a few extra dollars here and there. But things took a turn. I left the workforce feeling psychologically drained, and unfortunately, that hasn't improved. Physically, it's been just as tough. I'm not nearly as mobile as I once was because of the pain. Still, I'm grateful I have the drive to stay busy on my computer. It isn't just mindless surfing; I write for a senior magazine, and photography is another passion of mine. I'm currently working on digitizing a massive collection of about 8,500 photos, writing for my grandkids, and translating our family history into English.
My wife and I love going to the movies once a week. We also take regular drives—just a short 15-minute trip to the coast or a quick drive to the botanical gardens, since she loves flowers and nature. As you mentioned, I spend a lot of time waiting for specialists, hoping to finally get a stable diagnosis. My primary care doctor tells me I'm a very patient patient, but he admits there isn't much more he can do for me.
One of the toughest things is how much I love my family, yet I can't stand high tension, crowds, or the noise that comes with the grandkids. Even though I know their visits are brief, I often find myself counting down the minutes until I can return to my own quiet world.
Fortunately, we don't see everyone constantly. Since my younger son lives in 249 miles, we stay connected with my four-year-old granddaughter via the internet, along with my other grandkids who are 18, 13, and 12. About eight years ago, we had several meetings involving the whole family, a psychiatrist, and my wife and me, just so everyone understood what was happening with my health.
I don't regret anything from the last few years, nor do I regret the years I spent working through the pain 35 years ago. I gave everything I had to everyone. My conscience is clear, and I have many beautiful memories to look back on. I know there are people facing much worse than me. At least I have my wife—my partner through both the good times and the bad over the years. If God wills it, we'll have many more.
Thanks for asking and for thinking of me. Like I said, I am content.
I knew this stage of life would come, which is why we spent 21 days in New Zealand last year while I was still mobile enough to travel.
Best regards,
Jamie Clark74😘
🙂 😉 😎
For the last 15 years, my sleep schedule has been a total mystery. I’ll lie down, turn on my Sleep Apnea machine, and drift off, only to wake up after an hour or three because the pain kicks in. After that, sleep is impossible. Some days I go 24 or 48 hours without any rest at all, only to crash later for a solid 9 or 10 hours.
I don't take sleeping pills or anything like that. I've tried dozens of different medications prescribed by the pain management clinic, but nothing seems to touch it—I've gone through maybe 20 or 25 different types without much luck.
The pain is constant, 24/7, all year round. It makes getting up and moving around a struggle. To cope, I dive into my computer; it's become my main hobby and escape since I've always been a tech enthusiast. I was one of the first people at work and at home to get my hands on new gadgets. Getting lost in technology helps pull my mind away from the physical issues. Sometimes I'm researching theology, geography, or different countries. I enjoy having a broad range of knowledge. I even still visit professors at the local university when they reach out to me regarding topics I'm interested in; I truly respect them as specialists.
Honestly, the hardest part is seeing how this affects my wife. Thank God for such a wonderful, understanding person; she shares everything with me. I try to stay as independent as possible and handle most of the finances and bills, but it feels heavy knowing I can't help her around the house like I used to. When I was able, I did everything in my power to make things easier for her, including making sure we had the best modern appliances.
As you know, back before 1992, I used to juggle two or three jobs at once. I never had any time for myself. Everything I did was dedicated to my work, my kids, and my family.
When I was working, I imagined retirement would be active, maybe even a way to earn a few extra dollars here and there. But things took a turn. I left the workforce feeling psychologically drained, and unfortunately, that hasn't improved. Physically, it's been just as tough. I'm not nearly as mobile as I once was because of the pain. Still, I'm grateful I have the drive to stay busy on my computer. It isn't just mindless surfing; I write for a senior magazine, and photography is another passion of mine. I'm currently working on digitizing a massive collection of about 8,500 photos, writing for my grandkids, and translating our family history into English.
My wife and I love going to the movies once a week. We also take regular drives—just a short 15-minute trip to the coast or a quick drive to the botanical gardens, since she loves flowers and nature. As you mentioned, I spend a lot of time waiting for specialists, hoping to finally get a stable diagnosis. My primary care doctor tells me I'm a very patient patient, but he admits there isn't much more he can do for me.
One of the toughest things is how much I love my family, yet I can't stand high tension, crowds, or the noise that comes with the grandkids. Even though I know their visits are brief, I often find myself counting down the minutes until I can return to my own quiet world.
Fortunately, we don't see everyone constantly. Since my younger son lives in 249 miles, we stay connected with my four-year-old granddaughter via the internet, along with my other grandkids who are 18, 13, and 12. About eight years ago, we had several meetings involving the whole family, a psychiatrist, and my wife and me, just so everyone understood what was happening with my health.
I don't regret anything from the last few years, nor do I regret the years I spent working through the pain 35 years ago. I gave everything I had to everyone. My conscience is clear, and I have many beautiful memories to look back on. I know there are people facing much worse than me. At least I have my wife—my partner through both the good times and the bad over the years. If God wills it, we'll have many more.
Thanks for asking and for thinking of me. Like I said, I am content.
I knew this stage of life would come, which is why we spent 21 days in New Zealand last year while I was still mobile enough to travel.
Best regards,
Jamie Clark74😘
🙂 😉 😎