Rant #3,875: Count Your Blessings

Just to give you an update ...

I am still mending, I am still not 100-percent myself, but I am as good as I can be under the circumstances.

I will be getting the staples out of my head late next week, and then, maybe, I will feel a bit better.

It hasn't stopped me from doing the things I need to do, like working and driving, and on Tuesday afternoon, I actually had to clean off my car's windshield myself because an inch-thick layer of ice had formed on it, and the defroster could only do so much to melt it off.

I wasn't supposed to do anything strenuous, but since I had to pick up my son at work, I really didn't have much of a choice.

The ice came off in pizza-slice-sized pieces, so I guess I might have gotten a bit lucky that it came off in pieces rather than in small jigsaw puzzle pieces, but whatever the case, I did it myself.

One thing that I haven't mentioned is that I am unable to do my daily exercises, something I have been doing since I injured my left leg three years ago.

I hate exercising to begin with, but these exercises helped to save the use of my leg, so not doing them--even though they aren't strenuous--has been a big change in my life.

I will have to speak to the doctor and find out when I can resume them ...

Probably get back to doing it after I get these staples taken out of my scalp.

And, as I described to you earlier, I did have some troubles with the medicine I was taking, have since stopped it, and while I don't feel 100-percent physically, I do feel the medicine was adding to it all because it didn't agree with me or my system.

That is the first time that has ever happened to me in my entire life. 

I have always been very good with medicine, but not this time around.

In between doing work--and I had a work meeting yesterday too, and plenty to do after it--I have even started to digitize my records again.

Honestly, early on in this situation, all I wanted to do was to do what absolutely needed to be done, and then put on the TV and fall asleep, but now, my stamina has increased, and I have gotten back to doing some things I enjoy doing, like this fun exercise.

And I have no bleeding from my head anymore, which is a good thing.

Before you know it, I will be fully back in the saddle again--

And be forced to move on to the next health issue I am facing, one thing or another that I have been putting up with for a while now.

Whether it is the partly detached retina in my eye or issue related to my prostate, it is clearly never ending for me.

I just want it to get back to the way it was, which at this stage, might be asking for way too much.

And then we have the next thing to deal with, which is not a health thing but which can, in fact, impact your health.

Taxes.

They say that only two things are guaranteed in life--death and taxes--and while I believe I am far, far from the scrap heap, it is coming to the time of my annual tax cataclysm, where my family and I always owe money one way or the other no matter what we do to minimize or erase that situation.

We are getting the proper documents we need in the mail on an almost daily basis, so we will have everything in line for our annual tax session come early February--

And personally, I just like to get it done ASAP, out of the way, no matter how much money we owe, so I can have a clear mind and don't have to focus on this idiocy for more time than I am forced to.

Now I hear we might have another snow storm come Sunday, which will pile a still-undetermined amount of snow on top of what we already have.

These piles of snow that stand tall now will probably be around until the summer heat melts them down and away, but first, we have to get through winter--

And it is just January ...

We still have February, March and the beginning of April to go.

By the end of winter, my health should be back to normal, I hope.

But let's not put the cart before the horse.

Let's get through winter first.

And just think ...

Yesterday, I turned 68 years, nlne months old.

Three more months until 69!

Sixty-nine is supposedly a happy number--

And I plan to be happy leading up to that momentous occasion.

Let me count the days!