I’m sitting at
the computer this morning feeling greatly disturbed, embarrassed, stupid,
disappointed and more. I had promised
myself that I would make Blog entries on a regular basis. I’ve
been proud of myself so far since I feel I’ve lived up to that commitment. I was
even able to pat myself on the back this morning after completing my next post
a head of my schedule. Then the stupid things happened: first I didn’t save the document and two, I
pressed a button by mistake. I’m sure
you guessed which one that was. On the
button these terrible, disgusting letters were printed on it “DELETE”. Some of you who know me might be concerned
about my reaction, but surprise, surprise, I didn’t throw anything, nor did I
curse and rant. There must be strange
things happening inside my brain since this is not normal for me. I’m going to sit back and contemplate this
lack of reaction and lol spend the next hour trying to locate the document
hidden somewhere in the machine. I know
I won’t find it, but I’ll give it a try.
Well, I was
right, it’s gone damn it and it was a pretty good one. Actually it wasn’t that good since I spent
some time explaining my recent doctor visits.
Had my regular eye exam and found out that both eyes are 20/20. Even the doctor looked twice at the chart
trying to figure out why this 82 year old had such good eyes. I think maybe it’s the exercise I give them
with all the reading I do on my Kindle, over 725 books since I bought one. Stopped here and saved the Blog, hooray. Next visit made all my friends and family
very happy. I gave in and went to have my ears checked out. Been driving the all nus for the past few
years. I guess they are tired of repeated everything they say to me. Test results were not great like the eye
exam, hearing loss is about 50% and ability to hear the high frequencies stinks
( haven’t heard much of what my granddaughters and most women have said to me) for
quite a while. Yes, the next trip will
be a hearing aid. While not totally
curing these problems, it should help.
Next will be
some kind of doctor trip to investigate a bunch of pains that seem to appear on
a regular basis. I know I spend too much
time moaning and or talking about advancing age, but it seems that everyone continues
to remind me. I get so many emails that either make me remember things that anyone
under sixty is unable to recognize (I always get them all), or they are
cartoons just reminding me that I’m old.
It would me awful nice if for once they would send me stuff to trigger some
youthful images or thoughts. Happy
thoughts for 2018 the new target.
Before closing I
wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy, Healthy 2018.