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Just when you thought it was safe to open your email without seeing a missive from me, I reappear like a Nigerian Prince offering to make you rich beyond your wildest dreams.
I’ve been suffering from a serious case of rectal cranial inversion for the last little while so getting a clear view and a clear mind has been a bit of a challenge. Thankfully, I think the extraction has been successful and I can now carry on.
The intervening period since I last wrote has been interesting to say the least. I have been injected with radioactive isotopes, filled with contrast dye, bone scanned, CT scanned and had more than what I consider to be an appropriate amount of poking, prodding, and investigation of my nether regions. I am now of the opinion that the next person to explore my lower universe owes me flowers and a bottle of wine at the very least.
I have been remiss in not reading your posts and I apologize. Hopefully, I am now back in the swing of things. There may be another hiatus once I get scheduled for the Brachytherapy and I’ll let you know when that occurs. To those of you were concerned and dropped me a note, a heartfelt “thank you”.
Ok, now what has happened since I last wrote? We have two new bundles of joy in the family. Their names are Fia and Emma. They are darn cute as you can see but were exhausted following a day of play when this picture was taken.
Fia is an Irish Wolf Hound pup and Emma is a Great Dane pup. Very different personalities and temperament. Fia is taken care of by Linda’s sister and brother in law and Emma is taken care of by their son and daughter in law, who are needless to say, our niece and nephew.
If any of you read my posts on Addy’s Hill, it may be worthwhile reading Chapter 3 again. http://oneoldsage.com/2012/10/17/addys-hill-chapter-3-the-head-master/ . I think that Fia is the pup I wrote about as she has “attitude”. My sister in law calls her “devil dog”. Fia and her family came to visit for our Thanksgiving weekend. Following play, I had the puppy teeth marks to prove it. Damn, they’re sharp. One thing the visit did, was convince me I really don’t want to have a puppy and go through the house training again. Puppies and a condo aren’t a good combination. I haven’t met Emma yet but I’m hoping to do so before she is a full grown Dane.
Earlier this month, we had a bit of a scare with our beloved Donna. You may remember her from my post “Today is a Special Day!”. http://oneoldsage.com/2013/01/06/today-is-a-special-day/ She had a seizure and is now hospitalized awaiting placement in a care facility. We had a trip planned to see them that week anyway and arrived the day after she was admitted. Being separated from someone you’ve lived with for over 50 years is unimaginable to me and this is now the situation my brother faces. My brother and niece have managed Donna’s Alzheimer’s progression with great compassion and steadfastness. Kudos to them although I know they don’t expect or want any.
As one of my friends said when they recently found out her mother had Alzheimer’s, she wished her mother had cancer. This is saying a lot considering my friend has cancer. However, I understand her feelings. At least with cancer, you don’t lose the essence of who the person is.
OK, I know I’m plugging a lot of my posts but if you remember, I wrote a post last November called, “What’s a Guy to Do??” where I talked about prostate cancer and the “Movember” movement. http://oneoldsage.com/2012/11/19/whats-a-guy-to-do/ Little did I know that prostate cancer would be something I would be experiencing.
Since I am one of the folliclely challenged individuals, I would like to, once again, thank all the guys who are growing mustaches and beards in November to help support prostate cancer research. This is now very close to home.
Well, it’s time to wrap it up for now. All this “work” is making my head swim. As my Irish kin would say:
Always remember to forget
The friends that proved untrue.
But never forget to remember
Those that have stuck by you.
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