Rant #3,291: Back Up On My Feet

I was tested for allergies yesterday.

Oh, I know I have them, but since I haven't had my shots in five months due to my injury, I had to be retested.

It is just a simple blood test, and I will find out the results next week.

And every time I go somewhere that I haven't been to in a while, everyone asks me what happened to me, and while I don't go into chapter and verse about my torn quadriceps, I do tell those that ask that I tore it twice.

I guess it makes for a more interesting story, in particular when I tell them how I did it not once, but twice.

Hope springs eternal, baseball is in the air, and the summer is right around the corner.

That makes me all feel good, and it is helping me to heal.

Physical therapy is difficult--it might actually be the hardest part of this whole ball.of wax--but I am getting there.

I go twice a week, and Friday is my next time going, and while these sessions are tough, it is tough for my own good.

I am looking for some other type of receptacle to put the records I took with me to our new residence into that won't nearly kill me. 

A couple of people told me that if I gave them the proper dimensions, they could build something for me, at much less than the $3,500 these things can go for.

But nothing has materialized, so I was thinking about several different types of units, including bedroom.end tables.

I am already using one right by my bed for a couple of hundred of my 45s, so maybe a few more might work--as long as they can fit in my closet and be out of sight, according to my wife's wishes.

But we shall see what we shall see.

But back to baseball ...

One of my dreams is to get back to Yankee Stadium and see the Yankees play in the big ballpark in the Bronx.

This upcoming season, that is probably not going to be possible for obvious reasons, but I have vowed to my family and myself that I will get to Yankee Stadium one day soon.

Same thing for Madison Square Garden, where I dream of seeing the Knicks in person again.

Even though I don't sleep very well, I do have dreams, and I hope to one day get back up on my feet and fulfill them.

And I am writing all.of this as I am looking directly at my bum left leg, and I wonder how this all happened to me, and when it will all be nothing more than a cruel memory for me.

Dreams are great, reality is better.