almost there

2014 is only hours away... Not one of my children called me for Christmas, my fault I reckon. Sorry dad, know I did that too.

condition: feet and ankles and even some leg are swollen almost as soon as I get up. fungus is still popping out here n there, who knows where that's going to lead.

 I apparently coughed hard enough to blow out some blood vessels in my eyes... now I seem to have a blister type of thing on the outside of my eyeball. Will go have that looked at after Vicki has made it back home.

My breathing can be heard unless I'm just sitting or laying. I can't seem to cough up any flem, should be drinking lots more water, but... ;truthfully, I'm getting pretty disgusted with it all.

I'm going to have to let go of all of it, and the hobo in me is ready to just do it. Tools, boats, fishing, guns, reloading tools,... everyone keeps saying no, don't do it, but I know it's part of those lessons in life that we each have to learn on our way back to the Father.

I'm actually not really 'down' , I don't see this as scary or unfair or anything but normal. Oh, sure, I'll miss my grand-kids and my sons n daughters, but I believe I'll still be able to see them and perhaps even aid them from the other side.

My grandfather Harris died @ 65 years old.  Everyone called him 'pop Harris' ...
..... just musing.\

Christmas 2113

This one will go down as the one we'll have to look back on for perspective. Vicki's still in rehab with the knee, went there after the Vigil Mass this evening, spent some time with her, but then had to come back home... so we're both basically alone on this Christmas Holiday. Not sure if I'll make it back up there tomorrow or not, see how it goes.
The way my breathing has been, I'd guess my time is limited on this side. I've also discovered that everyone burns wood when it gets cold down here... will let you guess how that affects lungs... sheesh.

I guess it's time to let go of even the shooting targets if I can't handle getting out to the range. Sad deal, was a challenge and a lot of fun. Will have to see how things go. Have someone interested in some of it.

I've always said life is a series of lessons, and was pretty sure the last one was finding yourself in total agreement with God's way of doing things.... getting there pretty fast. Amazing how age and health can tame the world, the flesh, and even the evil one.

HO HO HO

Not too funny really, Vicki goes in for a knee transplant on the 17th and will be in a live in recovery place for at least 2 weeks.  Poor girl, she still has nightmares of the pain of the last one!  God help her through it.

Myself, I can't seem to get enough air to breathe unless I'm just sitting or laying down. even on 55mg of Prednisone and oxygen 24/7... to move around or try and get even the simplist things done is almost a joke.

On another note, both my eyes have blown a blood vessel I think. From coughing I suspect, but they'll just have to wait until Vicki's ordeal is under control. Don't need her worrying about me, got enough on her plate as it is.

Life continues ...