After opening the envelope that arrived in the mail this morning and reading the contents I was rather surprised to find myself breathing  a small sigh a relief at the results. I had known about the dark area they spotted in the bottom of my left lung during first CT scan I underwent 3 days after surgery and was assured by my surgeon that it was probably just a bit of pneumonia, not exactly an uncommon occurrence when one has the type of operation that I had.

No problem, I thought. Perfectly understandable. Heard about that sort of thing myself more than once over my lifetime so I put it right out of my head that there was a possibility, however slight, that it might be something else.

Still, there must have been small part of my wee brain sitting in a dark room worrying it’s little head off about this so I figure it must have been this same little guy that heaved that sigh when the results of the CT scan filtered down to it’s small room, knocked on the door and asked to be let in.

Now I suppose I could end this post with a smartass line such as; “Now where did I put that pack of smokes?” but since I gave up that nasty habit well over 3 years ago I’m afraid it wouldn’t be appropriate or reflect on the true nature of the situation.

So I guess I’ll have to leave up the last line to the imagination of (all 5 of) my readers?

Everyone see how that works?

No?

Okay, I don’t blame you.

It goes like this. Although I’m still going 3 to 4 days without posting I’m actually accomplishing more on those days then I was accomplishing previously. In other words, I’m being more productive when I’m not posting instead of just being (understandably) a layabout.

The problem now is that doing a bit more chores than I have been and running a few more errands than I have been is taking a great deal longer than than it used to thus taking up more of a given day than it used to. And, of course, at the end of the day with all these extra chores and errands that I’m now managing to accomplish I’m completely wiped out. And this means I’m not up to posting. At the least writing up posts for this little site of mine requires me to be in a position other than passed out on the floor/bed/couch/what-have-you.

This, however, does have it’s drawbacks in that I’m still managing to follow all these interesting news stories and blog posts that have me slavering to pound out posts with my opinions on these news stories and blog posts. Not that anyone really cares what my opinions might be but more along the lines of a personal release sort of thing. I mean, if you eat a smorgasbord of information every day it’s got to come out somewhere (I’ll refrain from the obvious analogy).

The whole point of this rather blithering post is that I’m getting better. But man, it’s taking it’s time about it. Realistically, and as much as it irritates me to admit it, I’m probably looking at the better part of a year before I’m 100% again. And, as My Lady keeps telling me, if I overdo it it’s just going to take that much longer.

Okay, so I’ll settle for 92% by early 2010?

(Disclaimer: Author is not to be held responsible for any meanderings, bad analogies, bad grammar, misspellings and/or any other weirdness in the above post due to the fact that he mowed the lawn, ran two different errands, wrote the above post and is now late for his medications. He should recover from all this within the next 3 or 4 days)