More of the same

I have continued to enjoy "poor" health for the rest of the summer.  Early in August I managed to get hospitalized because the doc wasn't impressed with my follow up x-ray.  They have, after extensive testing, discovered that they do not have a clue what is wrong with me.  

The most recent "specialist" did go so far as to name it.  It is an "ideopathic lung inflamation".  Roughly translated that means "we do not have a clue what is wrong with you".  Health care is much like roulette, I have found, only the wheel turns grindingly slow.  One can only hope that at some point your name will come up and all the tests/procedures they want you to have will be assigned to you.  Until then, I sit here doing nothing to become better - just sitting and waiting for the phone to ring like a high school graduate hoping for an escort.  But, I am not bitter.

I have been thinking a lot about my future.  I dread the day that the remote becomes a complete mystery to me.  It is kind of one now, but I just avoid the buttons that I don't recognize - like aux, and cbl, and amp.  As long as I can remember TV and SAT and PVR I will be ok, but the day will come when they are as outdated as VCR and then I am pretty sure I will be relying on younger generations to turn on my television.  I can remember my mother yelling at Murray and I to "just put it on a channel that gets Another World and leave it A-LONE!"   That will be me.  My children have so much to look forward to.

The garden is dying a natural death - and I am happy with it for the most part.  I had wonderful corn again, the tomatoes are fantastic so far, nothing to complain about with the cucumbers, the potatoes are kind of sparse but ok, carrots look good.  Soon it will be time to pick it all off and then Murray can have at it with the big roto-tiller and those weeds will be plowed under once more.  Next year, things will be different.  I am going to be weed free!

/bye