The reason for this is because of the before mentioned trouble with my right leg (previous blog post). Well, just to let you know, it doesn't hurt *at all* today. Isn't that always the way? Hurts for weeks, finally give in and call the doctor, set up a test.... and then it's gone (WTF? - excuse my bad text word, but it fits). And the test probably needed to be done eventually anyway.
I had a nice talk with the technician who administered the *glow juice*. She apparently has a lot of cancer in her family also. We shared the philosophy that we all have to die eventually, but we've both been pretty lucky so far.
Now on another note, I follow several blogs online (well, I follow more than several, but I only keep up with a precious few). Anyway, DJan mentioned in her last post about a relative sending her a book which was made up of blog posts from her late brother-in-law who had past away not too long ago. Such a good way for someone to be remembered! I appreciate her sharing this idea with us.
But this news affected me in a different way. It reminded me of what I had lost through my own anger and frustration. I have written online for about 14 years... maybe longer, although I know I lost a few websites in the beginning... they just disappeared into cyberspace. But I wrote on Homestead since 2000 or 2001 and then various free blog spots before blogger.com. It was Homestead that had some problems last Fall... can't remember what the exact problem was... but I couldn't get on my site and after a few days without getting much help from them, I got frustrated and cancelled my membership. I figured that it didn't matter if I couldn't get on it anyway. But over the past year I have deeply regretted losing my almost daily posts for over 10 years. So much of my life was captured there... granted not of any interest but to me... but still.
|Chase and Jack|
However, after reading DJan's post, I decided to get in touch with Homestead and find out if all my writings were lost. They weren't! I'm now back in possession of them and reading about funny incidents that happened when my now almost 16 year old grandson was 4 and living with us, incidents (both funny and sad) that happened when mom was still with us, etc. I'm so very happy to have recovered these... and I thank you DJan for making it happen (in a round about way).
|My mom and our very dear friend (both now gone from my life)|