Saturday, October 09, 2004
testing...testing...
a post to see whether the system is still up and running
a post to see whether the system is still up and running
once a year, or every 12 months...whichever comes first
Okay, it has been a rather long gap, but unless you look carefully at the dates, it is consistent enough. Last year the news was all about the fires and the weather and other mundanities. Now there is a national election...the bombs du jour...fake wars and real deaths...peculiar sideshows of the metaconsciousness involving earthquakes, volcanoes and shrinking glaciers.
My Dad had cancer, lung cancer. It was stage I and he had surgery and radiation treatment. Now he weighs about 105 lbs or so and uses one of those little oxygen units. But all in all he is doing pretty well. He gets rather frustrated with any doctors who try to write him off because of his age and his mind is pretty sharp when he's on the oxy. When he goes off it, he sleeps a lot and just turtles along. Being that he is probably no longer over 5 feet tall, his weight is okay for his size and yes, he still looks like a garden gnome.
:)
At least Mom finally quit smoking...it has not improved her attitude, but the atmosphere in the house is a little clearer.
The trite tripe confirms 'Old age is not for sissies'. it takes guts and tears and clears out all sorts of spiritual crap and baggage one does not really need anyway. Done well, it can be beautiful, if painful...
more later, perhaps
My Dad had cancer, lung cancer. It was stage I and he had surgery and radiation treatment. Now he weighs about 105 lbs or so and uses one of those little oxygen units. But all in all he is doing pretty well. He gets rather frustrated with any doctors who try to write him off because of his age and his mind is pretty sharp when he's on the oxy. When he goes off it, he sleeps a lot and just turtles along. Being that he is probably no longer over 5 feet tall, his weight is okay for his size and yes, he still looks like a garden gnome.
:)
At least Mom finally quit smoking...it has not improved her attitude, but the atmosphere in the house is a little clearer.
The trite tripe confirms 'Old age is not for sissies'. it takes guts and tears and clears out all sorts of spiritual crap and baggage one does not really need anyway. Done well, it can be beautiful, if painful...
more later, perhaps
