Winter is coming

Flu, colds, unnamed viruses, and hospital stays. Oxygen in public. The stress of working while hospitalized. Home IVs. Insurance deductibles and bills. Face down in bed with a fever. Shortness of breath. Lost lung function. Being uncomfortable. Telling people at work.

Yeah, winter is coming and I’m not happy about it. It’s not a matter of if I’ll go in the hospital, it’s a matter of when and how many times. And the pound of flesh it’s going to rip and claw from me.

If I had the money, I’d move my family to Australia when it’s winter in California.

Summers per year with this plan: 2

Winters: 0

Zero winters gives me goosebumps. How amazing that would be.

I wouldn’t mind winter as much if it stayed light each day until 8 p.m. I don’t like the lack of daylight. It piles on the misery when I don’t feel well, though I’m glad I don’t live Minnesota or Michigan, where snow clouds the ground and sub-zero temperatures ice your lungs. Not sure how other CFers do it.

So, winter is coming. Time to prepare mentally and combat it by enjoying every moment not spent in the hospital.

 

 

 

4 thoughts on “Winter is coming

  1. John,

    Hope you’re well now, enjoying these last few warm days and had a good summer. Sorry the colder winter has such a profound effect on your well being.

    Here’s wishing you can skip all those things of which bring you sorrow.

    Stay well my friend.

    • Hi, Larry,
      Thanks for the good health wishes. Yep, winter blows. Thanks for staying in touch. I’ve been really bad at it lately. Mid-life crisis.

      Best to you, your wife, and the mischief makers,

      John

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