This is the weekly ‘health’ report so you’d best skip it.
If you think you’ve got it bad, it could be worse. A friend of ours … well her son is dead now. Disappeared Friday night, found dead Saturday. The why and how of it don’t really matter compared to the horror of it. He was young and should have had a long and wonderful life ahead. Now … I don’t know what’s keeping her together. I can’t even imagine having to deal with such a thing.
So I’m not wallowing in self-pity today as I usually do. I’m just thinking clinically about the increased symptoms. I was taking a close-up picture last week while standing upright and noticed how hard it was to keep the subject in focus. Took me a while to realize it was because I was wavering back and forth; I can’t stand still anymore. Then I tried to take a picture from atop the scaffolding that remains set up by the shed I have not yet finished after five years. Got up on it with some difficulty, and had to come right back down. For some reason the added height made my vertical instability much, much worse. Try explaining that to a doctor.
Anyway this week it’s all about the trip to the Big City and the MRI. I’m hoping it does show something because I’m tired of having symptoms with no diagnosed underlying cause. Things keep getting more difficult to do. Meanwhile my wife has had to change her ticket to “open” because she has no idea when she’ll be able to return from dealing with her unfortunate sister.
Yet we are not having to deal with anything like the tragedy this post began with, so we’re not so bad off.