i feel like i'm in a new era of my life, one in which people roughly my age are experiencing severe health problems, declining, and/or dying, and that occupies much of my worrying. my father once said, 'you get used to it;' he lived in a retirement community, and at any given time, someone was declining, or dying, or they were clearing out their room so that someone else could do the same.
in my case, there's an ex- who had brain surgery; they put a stint in her brain to drain fluid as it appeared to be hydroencephalosis (?) or water on the brain. the stint drained the fluid into her abdomen where it would be released - now explain to me how this is even possible. but by a week or two later, something was malfunctioning. draining too much, draining too little, or clogged, or something, and she was experiencing pain, dizziness, confusion, etc. back to the e r. another friend had a wife who needed spinal surgery, had to start driving at four in the morning to get to chapel hill for that surgery, and it's all i can do to imagine spinal surgery. ouch! makes me feel lucky that all i'm doing is cochlear implant.
two things i've changed in my life, though. i now walk two miles a day, and i now quilt a little every day. this unfortunately has been at the expense of writing. i still market and i still read a lot as part of my marketing strategy. my marketing strategy by and large hasn't worked. i'd do better to just write what i want quick before i am like my friends above. in fact i have a lot of things i want to write but am instead kind of stalled, backwatered, on a fantasy kick when i have no fantasy left in me. the last of my kids are all media junkies relying on games and fantasy to occupy their minds when they absolutely feel they can't make it in the real world and therefore don't. they get fed anyway right? you would think the natural desire to be indepenedent would kick in, and it has to some degree, but it hasn't been able to overcome an overwhelming inability to face the realities of life.
speaking of the realities of life, there are plumbing issues everywhere, under a sink at our house, with the sewers at a rental house, and with an entire heating system out at my son's trailer, where several kids are holed up, all unable to face reality...not working,....not doing anything really....being disabled, mentally, emotionally, or physically.
one would think i could just focus on my fantasy, finish it, and move on to my next project. but i can't seem to do it..
in my case, there's an ex- who had brain surgery; they put a stint in her brain to drain fluid as it appeared to be hydroencephalosis (?) or water on the brain. the stint drained the fluid into her abdomen where it would be released - now explain to me how this is even possible. but by a week or two later, something was malfunctioning. draining too much, draining too little, or clogged, or something, and she was experiencing pain, dizziness, confusion, etc. back to the e r. another friend had a wife who needed spinal surgery, had to start driving at four in the morning to get to chapel hill for that surgery, and it's all i can do to imagine spinal surgery. ouch! makes me feel lucky that all i'm doing is cochlear implant.
two things i've changed in my life, though. i now walk two miles a day, and i now quilt a little every day. this unfortunately has been at the expense of writing. i still market and i still read a lot as part of my marketing strategy. my marketing strategy by and large hasn't worked. i'd do better to just write what i want quick before i am like my friends above. in fact i have a lot of things i want to write but am instead kind of stalled, backwatered, on a fantasy kick when i have no fantasy left in me. the last of my kids are all media junkies relying on games and fantasy to occupy their minds when they absolutely feel they can't make it in the real world and therefore don't. they get fed anyway right? you would think the natural desire to be indepenedent would kick in, and it has to some degree, but it hasn't been able to overcome an overwhelming inability to face the realities of life.
speaking of the realities of life, there are plumbing issues everywhere, under a sink at our house, with the sewers at a rental house, and with an entire heating system out at my son's trailer, where several kids are holed up, all unable to face reality...not working,....not doing anything really....being disabled, mentally, emotionally, or physically.
one would think i could just focus on my fantasy, finish it, and move on to my next project. but i can't seem to do it..
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