What happened to the few days of spring-like weather here in New York? It’s 43 degrees , wet, soggy, dark and dreary, and it’s windy.
When the domestic front is not that good, and the weather is nothing but — it feels a lot more depressing. I’ve been quiet for a few days, not for lack of things to talk (write) about, but because I have been consumed with a lot of what if’s that are running on my mind. The string of appointments with doctors between me and my husband is just too much to take. No, I’m not counting my vein doctor here. I’m referring to the more critical visits that had to be done recently.
I’m on pins and needles. There are medical tests that my husband has to undergo. I moved my first bi-annual visit (I’m being monitored for benign cysts) to my breast Oncologist to give way to more important tests. The appointment that I’ve set(third week of March) six months ago, will now be in April. I’m just lucky that there was a free slot available on the first week.
It’s not easy being healthy. No matter how much effort you put into it, test results don’t lie.
Yes, life is great with God’s unending blessings, and I’m forever grateful. I can’t say that my life is perfect, because who has that, anyway? I just feel so blessed and lucky to have gotten the chance to experience what I have been blessed with. I should therefore, just continue to count my blessings. I tend to whine and complain when things are not going smoothly, and that is not the best way to go. But I think that is human nature.
I need to be hopeful, I have to think positive. Life is good!
“The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.”
by: Eric Hoffer