This is all due to the present problem I am having, although I am not in extreme pain, the occasional sharpness of the short stabbing pains are more than a nuisance, my right temple as I write throbs intermittently. Although there seems to be no change from yesterday's symptoms, I slept well without waking last night without any help from pills and avoiding sleep during the day and retiring around 1230 am after falling asleep in front of the telly.
I have eaten a healthy breakfast and have walked around the garden, the wind chill factor is fairly severe to us bona fides ( Temp 15 deg) at 1030 am, courtesy of a 50 knot southerly from Antarctica, two days ago the Midday temp was 32 deg.
Before overheating the phone for hours on Thursday, searching for a Neurologist who wasn't too busy, beloved and I attended the funeral of a close friend, I then had a sneak preview of an adjacent plot (Paid up by yours truly) looking down where I stood I said, "See you later".
Although I am in no hurry to retire to my final abode, this strange phenomena emanating from my bonce is not giving rise to any thoughts of immortality, With thirty two days to go before my consultation with the Neurologist, it seems daunting, prompting the necessity to cast aside fear and sharpen my sword to fight off the grim reaper.
There is little I can do in order to jump the queue, paying the normal non govt assisted fees does not give me a HEAD start. Maybe the Packer boy and his cronies with mile deep wallets would command quicker attention.
Searching on the net I discovered there were more than double the number of head Docs in 'Joe bonkers banana land', AKA , Queensland; although the population is significantly smaller, It could be the sunshine or the booze they drink, generally they do talk slowly I am told by my shrink, who suggests it is because not having much to talk about and stretching the conversation beyond "yes' and "no.". Our two grandchildren in Queensland take note.
No doubt there will be my detractors who will show lack of concern and quote - my demise would freshen the air and provide more breeding space for large horny Catholic and Muslim families and one less person to rile the gun loving people of our planet and not forgetting the opportunity for a recently discovered relative to cross me off the building block of her family tree she has traced back to Moshe the great of biblical fame.
Ah well, enough of self pity, There will be those I will agree with who will, quote "You deserve all you get".
My reply is, "you true believers are more likely not to get what you expect". Actually it was not long back when I received a message from 'After Life Communications Founder' Mike.The 'Lower deck lawyer' that (IT) was full to capacity with only non air conditioned basement accommodation available. I reckon staying in limbo and having fun terrifying your progeny with your midnight apparition is the best option or possibly one could go for the Lazarus deal with cryogenics.
I now ask myself, " why should I be despondent on a beautiful day like to day, every one else is happy and the sun is now shining. It is not because things are difficult that we do not dare, it is because we do not dare that they are difficult. So when you get to the end of your tether tie a Knot and hang on.
Returning later. Vest Daily Gaggle.
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