Sitting Here Hmmmm

 Well.... after several bad decisions with friends, my Mustang is in the shop.  I friend came by, gave me a sob story, he is a Fed Ex Driver, .. to cut to the chase, he had an accident that had the Mustang in the shop for repairs.

Things are not aligning as they should .... the stars and the cosmos is out of kilter and I am as bumfussaled as I have ever been.  Not working is a force to be reckoned with.   I counted up my savings yesterday, I have enough to pay of the house, car, etc, and a retirement income that still places me well above the poverty line of this state.

Its just these small mistakes, bad choices of judgement, as one friend told me... Tom.... I would have never thought you would have loaned that car out.... 

Am I chancing faith, Am I taking unnecessary risk in my personal life, the unsettling notion that I might not work again is creeping up inside of me..... My political friends tell me this is temporary and come March 2022, I will be back in the flow of things.  ... .. lets hope so, I might be drinking Johnnie Walker dry if this keeps up.

The Right Foot

 As time continues to pass on .. my right foot, with its torn ligament, as the doctor said it would progresses to heal, in the way the doctor said it would.  I continue to "ice" it three to four times a day, slowly but surely it continues to improve.  

I have to remind my self that living with hiv, that my healing time is longer in some instances than in general.  Which continues to be the case here.  I have about another ten to 14 days to fully heal I hope.  

Other than that, not much as changed here..   I did rec'd a phone call from an old college friend, whom I have kept in contact with over the years, since 1973 actually.  

Fall is arriving here shortly, temps for later on in the week will fall to the mid 50s at night, a welcomed relief from the 90s during the day and upper 70s during the nights.  

Time continues... that is all I can say.  

Another Mishap

 On Saturday I had a dinner party for couple of my friends.  

During supper, I got up to get something, a Pop happened to be heard by all at the table, the Pop came from my right foot.

I "ice" the right ankle, the swelling goes down, I putter around the house doing my chores, then the pain comes back, I "ice" the ankle, time and time again, I am told by medical professionals that it could take two weeks to recover or once I go into the office, surgery might be recommended.. 

Shit, Shit, and More Shit.!!!!!!!

In the last few days, it has been a routine, which is full of pain, I cussed every time it happens.. 

Other than that, The Garden District, is still the same... 

Things Just Keep on Coming

 The hamstrings were July 31st, now the right foot has a tendon tear in it preventing me from going to Pt, I can barely hobble around the house ...  I am to stay off the right foot for 7 days to see in the pulled tendon can ease back into place .... retirement is not been going well.... I just can't believe all that has happened to me since July 27th... its been down hill mentally, now since July 31st its the physical side going down hill

Most of the Lesbians have abandoned me in I am not meeting their appropriate guidelines for visitor at my home... please its the recovering addicts that stop by the check on the man who helped them get into rehab and gave them the confidence to get on with their lives.... 

O, Well Such is life.. in a small sinister lil town on the Banks of the Red as this town has become.