I need to do stuff. Specifically, I need to clean my office to work on some reimbursements for my health care expenses. In the midst of starting to clean, I put things on top of other things, and it has become even more challenging to do what I was trying to do in the first place.
I started this process two months ago and have made no real progress. Not only is it irritating to me, but it’s probably a physical hazard. My wife came in here and almost tripped over the garbage can, which is the greater motivation. Her hand is still healing.
The only way I will clean this room and put away the recently played compact discs is if I don’t have to write a substantial blog post.
I wanted to say that I’m OK. I find art in my house every sunny day. Above is what the hallway looks like going upstairs, and below is a shrunken image. I’m not sure which one I like better, though I don’t think either picture really represents how cool it looks, but I can cope with that. It’s still discovered art, and multiple rainbows to boot.
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The one thing I can tell you is that I went to my cardiologist in late September. I like my cardiologist; he’s amusing. As I mentioned at some point, I have a “moderate dilation of the ascending aorta.” If the “maximum diameter of the enlarged segment” reaches 5.5 cm, I will need to have heart surgery. It was 5.1 last year, and it’s 5.1 this year, so no open heart surgery for me in 2025! Yay, me.
So, to the question: “How are you doing ?” I answer, “Well, I’m not having open heart surgery this year, which means I’m just fine!” Or fine enough for the nonce.