I was sitting around on a lovely autumn day, thinking a walk would be good exercise. I almost made it home when my momentum went out of control and my stop was assisted by my falling on my face on the pavement.

Nice people called the EMT’s and stayed around til the EMT guys took me home. They took my vitals: Blood sugar 315 blood pressure elevated.

I had all my marbles, remembering the day of the year and all the other stuff that’s important. However they corrected me about the President. It is not William Howard Taft.

So I got balance issues and my diabetes management sucks I call my Primary Care Physician on Monday and I would like to recover as much of my good health as possible..

This is not what I planned on my Sunset Years looking like.

About a month ago, I had my left eye’s cataract taken off. It went well, except I got this tiny little corneal abrasion and this abrasion is taking its own sweet time healing.

It feels like an eyelash is stuck on my eyeball. I want to just close my eyes and rest. That’s how it gets better, I guess. So I close my eyes and refrain from writing and driving (logical enough) and swimming (risk of infection).

Anyhow, I have to chill and be a good patient. Bummer.

P.S. I’m horny too. Can you say adultery?