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This morning I woke up without a sense of balance. This resulted in my scooting down the stairs, and when I tried to eat some oatmeal, throwing it up. It also resulted in my mother pushing me around in a wheelchair because i could not walk more than a foot or two, and an urgent care appointment to make sure I hadn't had a stroke. I hadn't.
It is a glorious day here, and a vacation day for me. I look forward to enjoying it, since things seem to be getting better.
There has been so much death lately it seems. My cousin died a few days ago, Farah Fawcett died, Michael Jackson died, and when I was in Mollie Stone's the other day the muzak was playing "Don't Fear the Reeper" while I was in the check-out line.
Of the many possible messages here: don't take anything for granted.
It is a glorious day here, and a vacation day for me. I look forward to enjoying it, since things seem to be getting better.
There has been so much death lately it seems. My cousin died a few days ago, Farah Fawcett died, Michael Jackson died, and when I was in Mollie Stone's the other day the muzak was playing "Don't Fear the Reeper" while I was in the check-out line.
Of the many possible messages here: don't take anything for granted.