You’re officially an old fart when your life begins to center around your illnesses, and trying to stay alive to the end of the last quarter. I just have one more day of antibiotics, and then I’m done. Tomorrow I’m going to my state rep’s office to see if I can’t badger them into expediting my application into the state’s pre-existing condition insurance plan, so I can get this stone-filled gall bladder out.
I know so many people in despair right now that I feel almost apologetic for complaining about my health. Yeah, I’m sick but… there’s a roof over my head and food in the house. Not so bad!
Meanwhile: Blogger James Joyner, a real nice guy, suddenly lost his wife yesterday. She was only 41 and left two little girls behind. So sad. Be kind to each other, you never know.