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Showing posts with label 52. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 52. Show all posts

Saturday, August 31, 2019

Goodbye August & No More 52...


This is the last day of August & my last few hours of being 52.  I'd love to say August was nice, but it wasn't. There was sickness, stress, house agitation, humidity & it was hot.    Try better next year August.

I can't say being 52 was any easier.  From early Fall throughout July, there was sickness or dealing with sickness.  I had a weird fall in January & the a stroke in February.  There were some house issues, personal problems & too many trips to Tulsa.  Not to mention the money spent on those things & car repairs.  Being 52 brought me a lot of agitation.  I made it through it.  I'd rather not chance that again.  My luck only holds so long. Here's hoping September & being 53 agree with me more.  

We're going out later, a pre-birthday thing.  We're going to see a movie & get something to eat.  Nothing big, just something to mark the end of things.   Recognition is important, even if it is the fact you're no longer the age you were.

Good bye August & so long 52.

Cya...

PS - Wouldn't you know it, August had to end with Windows updates.

Saturday, September 1, 2018

Hello September, Me & 2 New Meds...



Well it's September & the 1st day of the month is sunny.  My hopes for this month are simple; as little drama as possible, some cheerful moments, shiny mornings & some reasonable means to solve any problems that may occur.  Thanks in advance.  So, goodbye August & hello September.  

This article talks about the FDA approving 2 new HIV meds.  One a medication called Doravirine & a combo pill containing the new med & 2 older meds.  The medications are produced by Merck & not Gilead, yay!  Other options are always valuable when treating HIV.

Finally, it's my birthday.  I'm 52.  I'm OK with the number.   It's weirder to think that my sister is almost 60 & my older 2 are in their 60's.  No one in my family should've ever been that old.  People like us are supposed to die in some Faulkneresque  or Hemingwayish style death suitable for a rock song  or a tear in my beer ballad.  Better to burn out & all that.

This morning brings me sunshine, a new month, news of new medications & a birthday.  I'm fine with all this.  Take care & best wishes for the month.

Cya...