Life is not a journey

Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a handsome and well preserved body. 
Rather, the objective should be to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming: 
"WOW!!!!!  What a ride!"

Update as of the day after Turkey Day.

What’s up with me right now is that next Thursday I’m getting a defibrillator in my chest. It seems that I have a defect that could cause another case of Tachycardia like I had last June. I still don’t know why it wasn’t installed then, while I was all sedated and hooked up, but, ah well. It does mean that I can’t go to Peru as I had planned. Looks now to be February at the earliest. Bummer big time.

I’m still healing from my broken leg and so still have a cane. I’m still seeing 6 doctors, so I’m being kept busy, along with art classes and knitting classes. See the picture of my painting of Stan on the left...

The big thing for me now is to figure out Medicare parts B and D and Medigap, and all that folderol…worse than private insurance. Stan is definitely retiring January 1, 2006; this house is up for sale as of today, and the new one in FL has been started.

The only thing constant is change.