Forget Me Not

Here is my second attempt at Blogging since Google took my previous blog, which I had for 4 years, and apparently deleted it! Now I'm in another incarnation of myself and want to just rant about the usual injustices and slings and arrows that I have to put up with.

Most of T.V. today is crammed with the Hatian relief effort. I gave some money the other day online so I really don't want to watch it now or give anymore. So I'm here trying to rekindle my writing obsession by starting up a blog again with Google. Although I'm thinking of changing the name of the blog to 'Barriers to Disaster' . Possibly a blog about upcoming disasters or perhaps just the films that are being churned out about the inevitable end of days.

Before I go off on the negative spin, let me try and be more optimistic about the future. I'm here and I'm dry: sober, working, and in relatively good health. My diabetes is still going on and the neuropathy in my feet is moderately strong. I went to the doctors today and was told that I'd have to take another medication to get the triglycerides and other crap down to an acceptable level. My level was 10.1 and the doctor wants it down to 6.5. The doc gave me 2 weeks to just think about it. Then there's the continuing saga of my Ass.

If I was a teenager again I'd be laughing my head off at the situation on my butt. When you're forty-something it's not so funny, especially when you've had 3 operations in that same area. The coccyx is one of the funniest sounding bones but also one of the most sensitive that a person can have. If its damaged in any way, watch out for an ENORMOUS amount of pain. My skin tag is headed that way and its upsetting the nerves on that area. My doctor told me he knew nothing about it and he just wants to concentrate on the diabetes for now.

So I'm still wiggling my toes and hoping for better blood circulation. We'll see what the future holds.