What A Long, Strange Trip Its Been

“I walk a lonely road,
The only one that I’ve ever known
Don’t know where it goes
But its home to me and I walk alone”

Green Day—Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Note to the self: Stay calm, do not become maudlin or fake, and try not to sound too cheery.

Hi.

I just came back from the cardiologist and all is well. He came in today and told me that all looked “excellent.”

“Thank you, Jesus,” I said.

Pam rolled her eyes and the cardiologist said, “No my name is Jim” and then hit me with the clipboard as we laughed. Awesome.

All is well. The new ON X © artificial heart valve is responding perfectly and the blood work and tests have come back the same.

As I type this with Guinness sitting on my arm, being the true friend and loyal cat that he is; I would just like to point out that I have learned something here.

What I perceived as a problematic experience in having a “new valve” that leaked in April has actually made me stronger and healthier. The doctor was good enough to “catch” the problem and now I am looking forward to the rest of my life with hope.

As I walk for the American Heart Association Walk this weekend, I will remember that. Also, the kids at my school raised funds for my cause during this, their homecoming week. How cool is that?

So to you all with your kind words of support and thoughts and well-wishes; thanks.

I admit, I had a New Castle Brown Ale and an Oktober Fest Beer this afternoon to celebrate.

I feel well and I now have proof. Guinness also says thanks as his favorite owner will share his life with the Maine Coon.

Life is funny and tragic sometimes. It also teaches us a lesson now and again. I have been given yet another chance; I must be doing something right. Either that or I have to keep trying to “get” it right enough to satisfy those in authority of fate.

Either way—Peace be to each and may goodwill fill your life.