I haven�t posted for a while. I have lots of stuff to post. First is the not so fun stuff. If this bores you, feel free to skim down to the little *** line, but I use my diary for reference and some people have asked how I�m doing so I will tell you.
I had two appointments last week One with the eye doctor, that I told you about and one with my heart doctor. I wasn�t too concerned. Basically, that went well. How do I gauge that? My next appointment is in 6 months. He also didn�t tell me not to join Sam�s Club. Hahaha! I love that line. He did give me paperwork for blood work. He checks my cholesterol. I mentioned what the eye doctor had said and asked if he would include that with my other blood work and he said he already did.
Hmmm. What clued him in? Do you suppose it might be that since this all started back in August, I have gone from 154 to 187? Could it be that I look like Buddah?
Yes, folks. 33 pounds in 6 months. Then again, Tuesday, it�s been 6 months without a cigarette. I will stop mentioning it when its been a year. Or never.
On the upside, I called my primary doctor and told him what�s been happening, my weight, etc and he cut my prednisone in half. If I stay fine at that dosage, he will cut that down in a few weeks and wean me off it slowly.
Prednisone is an amazing drug. It is given to people for dozens of problems and works magic for many. Unfortunately, it has more side effects than you can count. One is weight gain. One is the moon face. Yes, that�s me. Squinty eyes and all.
Oh well, nuff of that shit.
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I Love me some Ray Stevens and I love me some video. So what's not to love when ya gut them both? I give you "Mississippi Squirrel"
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A man has 50-yard-line tickets for the Super Bowl. As he sits down, another man comes down and asks if anyone is sitting in the seat next to him.
"No", he said, "the seat is empty". "This is incredible", said the man.
"Who in his right mind would have a seat like this for the Super Bowl, the biggest sporting event in the world, and not use it ?"
Somberly, the man says "Well...the seat actually belongs to me. My wife was supposed to come here with me, but she passed away. This is the first Super Bowl we have not been to together since we got married in 1967."
"Oh I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. But couldn't you find someone else - a friend or relative, or even a neighbor - to take the seat?"
The man shakes his head, "No. They're all at the funeral."
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Okay, just one more.
Leroy goes to the revival and listens to the preacher.
After awhile the preacher asks anyone with needs to be prayed over to come forward to the front at the altar.
Leroy gets in line, and when it's his turn, the preacher asks: "Leroy, what do you want me to pray about for you?"
Leroy replies: "Preacher, I need you to pray for my hearing."
The preacher puts one finger in Leroy's ear, and he places the other hand on top of Leroy's head and prays and prays and prays.
After a few minutes, the preacher removes his hands, stands back and asks Leroy: "Leroy, how is your hearing now?"
Leroy says, "I don't know, Reverend, it's not until next Wednesday."
