seasonal affection

Since my surgery, I have become terribly down and insecure about my health around autumn.

I had my birthday, heart event anniversary, the holidays and the shortening of daylight, all coinciding. Not knowing which was the culprit, or more likely which combination, I endured. I would make an appointment for my doctor, not feeling panicked enough to call it ER worthy, and ultimately I could not get in until late winter, like February.

This summer we planned ahead.

I had an appointment any my Cowboy Doctor gave me a good bill of health. All relative of course. In my case, not worsening. Blood pressure good etc. He doubled my anti-depressants as a precaution, and a follow up on Dec 15. But that was his day off, so the appointment was on the 12th. On the 12th, I was still pretty sure it was the 15th. The morning of the 15th I found I had missed my appointment, and now can reschedule in. You may have seen t his coming, in February. But on the plus side. The Dec appoint was to see how the 20mg was working, and it is fine. so realistically, there was no need.

and for the first time in five years, I think I am going to have a merry Christmas.

Kronick
aka Kevin 3.1

[...driving by in the White Car...]