A client, who is also a friend, was telling me about a trip he took with a few couples to Florida last winter. By the time they arrived at the airport to embark on their vacation, one of the men wasn’t looking so good. He’d been in a fender bender, and said he was experiencing blurred vision among other ailments, but he insisted on boarding the plane. My friend said that as soon as they took their seats, they began calling their doctors to find out what his symptoms could mean, and texted each other throughout the flight. When they landed, he went to the emergency room and learned his symptoms were the result of a diabetic thing that he’d had no idea he had. He remained in the hospital, and that was the talk of the weekend.
OMG…our lives in a sad old nutshell! Dinners with friends…enough tragedies to sink a ship…orrrrr flood a ship with tears. Actually no tears… outlying gallows humor. But always with the dutiful pledges…okay NEXT time…no doctor talk…no health updates..no “did you hear about poor….fill in the blank with name and latest tagging to befall!” So it’s come to this eh? No no no…didn’t we just spend a lovely afternoon looking for those elusive 20 plus eagles at your aunt’s lake house? Yo to mention chowing down at that cute eatery….I don’t recall a single horrid injury or warty tale… o reoccurring pesky flesh eating attacks.. No we are finer and perhaps a tad on the thicker skinned department! If I got started I’d never stop me thinks! Hugs to you and your health. Xxooo Jean of Hitchcock fame…
We did have a great afternoon, didn't we? AND, you are right, none of us complained, although I would have it there was more time. Now, I have muscles that hurt and I think it's a major issue, maybe MS, or something. I'll email you details. :)
Love this. I make a point of not telling anyone under 69 about any health issues (especially my childfren, who say they want to know EVERYTHING...but they really don't).
OMG…our lives in a sad old nutshell! Dinners with friends…enough tragedies to sink a ship…orrrrr flood a ship with tears. Actually no tears… outlying gallows humor. But always with the dutiful pledges…okay NEXT time…no doctor talk…no health updates..no “did you hear about poor….fill in the blank with name and latest tagging to befall!” So it’s come to this eh? No no no…didn’t we just spend a lovely afternoon looking for those elusive 20 plus eagles at your aunt’s lake house? Yo to mention chowing down at that cute eatery….I don’t recall a single horrid injury or warty tale… o reoccurring pesky flesh eating attacks.. No we are finer and perhaps a tad on the thicker skinned department! If I got started I’d never stop me thinks! Hugs to you and your health. Xxooo Jean of Hitchcock fame…
We did have a great afternoon, didn't we? AND, you are right, none of us complained, although I would have it there was more time. Now, I have muscles that hurt and I think it's a major issue, maybe MS, or something. I'll email you details. :)
Love this. I make a point of not telling anyone under 69 about any health issues (especially my childfren, who say they want to know EVERYTHING...but they really don't).