One year ago, New Year’s Day 2015, I blogged optimistically about the onset of a year free of medical drama. It seems I was only off by four surgeries, three hospitalizations, one week in a rehab facility and two persistent infections.
But this year will be different.
Overconfident you say? Too sanguine by half? Allow me to state my case.
Despite everything, 2015 ended marvelously. Back to work on two great projects and a few smaller ones, the end of antibiotics and a visit to the optometrist to learn that my vision has—after 50+ years of slow and steady decline—actually improved. Combined with continued improvement in motion and flexibility, as well as a wonderful Christmas, it’s safe to say that things are indeed looking up.
Sure, life for all of us is still fraught with challenges. Obviously, the Serial Comma situation continues to vex, along with the general erosion of written “communication”. And don’t get me started on politics. But—as ever—we and the republic shall endure and prevail.
It’s a New Year, with new possibilities and new joy. Please join me in saying “Beat it, Buster” to 2015, and “C’mon in, pal” to 2016.
This one’s gonna be great. Trust me…I couldn’t possibly be wrong two years in a row.
Today’s Fact Cetera
22% of people admit to falling asleep before midnight on New Year’s Eve.