Back From a Break, Again

Okay, seriously, it won’t happen again.

Let me explain.

I wasn’t really doing anything. Okay, that’s a lie, I was doing some stuff, but just not a lot of stuff. Case in point, I went to Lubbock for a few football games, by myself once and with some friends on others. Not to mention, DTN is my escape. It used to be PDB, but at some point, writing about my life became a burden rather than a blessing. Or perhaps is more of an idea that I can get completely lost in the HTML, creating tables, statistics and analysis of DTN where that’s not quite the same with PDB.

I’ve got to get away sometimes, rather, most of the time and DTN is the better place for that, at least for me. I know, this does two things, it creates a void in PDB that’s been somewhat consistent for a better part of two years. I hate that, I really do hate that, but if the alternative is having to think about life and all of my problems, then I’m not sure that I want that.

The other part of the equation is that we (and when I say we, I mean my wife and I) are in the process of getting her “fixed”. Right before Thanksgiving, Sweet Sweet had her spleen removed, which we hope fixes her platelet problem. As of right now I think she feels better, but feeling better is buttressed by the fact that she’s still in quite a bit of pain as a result of the herniated disc in her back.

I will say this, when I kissed my wife goodbye when she had her spleen removed, it was perhaps the saddest point of my life. Not because I didn’t know that everything was going to be okay, but because I don’t think I would have been able to live with myself if something happened to my Sweet Sweet. That fear was paralyzing. I kissed my wife goodbye and I stood there and cried. Completely helpless and scared.

As I said above, she is now doing fine. I took a picture of her crooked body for posterity purposes.

I’ve set my Google calendar to send me an email every Saturday morning to make sure that I sit down and give back.  If I don’t keep this up, my life will just flash by me without any sort of recollection of what really happened.  I don’t like the thought of my life being a blur, but I realize that’s what the last 4 months have been.  No real memories and that’s not good.

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