With all the things I’ve had to endure, September was the month when I actually thought I might not make it to October. It was pretty bad. I’m doing things now to help keep a repeat performance from ever happening again but I can’t stop everything.
My mother-in-law had to be admitted to a local hospital near the beginning of the month. To make an extremely long story short, I footed the bill and was too broke to help myself.
I developed a head cold which lasted for a week. As soon as I was over it, Josie (my wife) developed her version of it. As soon as she was over it, I succumbed to a case of food poisoning.
I should have been able to self-medicate my way out of the food poisoning since it was such a mild case, but I was weak from being sick earlier in the month. Not only that, but I’d suffered from a bad case of food poisoning a long time ago. I was probably more susceptible than I should have been.
I’m okay now, but I’m still weak. It’ll probably take me another month to fully recover.
18 years ago, I retired from 20 years of active military service. I suffered through a lot more nonsense back then than I care to remember. All those years and I never felt like I did in September, when I thought (for a brief period) that I might not make it to October.
A month of spending more time on my back than anywhere else helped to put a lot of things in perspective for me.
I realized I don’t want to do what I’m doing now – writing about my life or anything associated with it. I don’t want to write at all. I’ve avoided it for days. I did it for 10 years and I think I’m pretty much done with it. I’ll have to wait and see if anything changes in the new few days, weeks or months.