A CAUTIONARY TALE
Well this is a sumbitch. After reinstalling Win 8 (in
a pique I deleted it a month ago-without a reliable backup
because
that's how pissed off I was). I used to do that all the time, and it
was
a piece of cake. No more.
 Just
a month ago I finished the June Mahjong Challenge (3 puzzles a day)
with 100% for the third month in a row, although I did have a real
problem with one, and took me at least a dozen tries. I really knew
something was amiss when I started the June challenge beginning Jube
17th. Right off the bat I had problems with even some "Easy"
ones.
July ended with three unfinished ga,es. Now, this is all about memory.
You have to remember what tiles you missed, amd where they were. I
can't do that in any depth now. WTFF?
Mosup says it's sugar.
Starting the New Year, I had a case of flu that lasted the better part
of a month. My daily 10,000 Fitbit steps a day plummeted to
6000.
Then I had what I thought was a torn knee cartilege. No. I
have
arthritiis in both knees. Sawbones wants to do kneecaps; No
way, not
while I can still walk and two Aleve's twice a day keeps them
servicable, but my steps went down to under 5000.
 The
poison ivy that turned into contact dermatitis was the killer. I spend
the better part of the day watching movies and snacking. I'm
putting
on weight which puts me in danger—warms
MoSup—of
getting Type 2 -- what the hell, I can't think of it (this is in real
time) ... !Type 2 Diabetes, or worse. My brain isn't
snapping right.
Diabetes is the worse disease you can have because it attacks every
part of your body. That prospect scared the hell out of me enopught
that I got my harmonica and began building my lung capacity back up(3
pack a day smoker before I quit 12 years ago). Harmonica playing
is
only thing that works. I'm learning Dixie. It's already paying
dividends—rode
my bike
yesterday.
Today I turned another corner. After watching Mountain Men
for 6 straight hours I was really pumped! Turned the AC up
to 75° (from 72°), the better to swaet. Went
out to the garage, found my axe, and sharpened it!
Hoo-Rah! I shot a
mouse in the garage too. I'm back! Now, where that
Eskimo woman I'm supposed to fuck? Wait ... is that right?
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