Though I’m not out of the woods health wise because something could come up at any time I have decided that even if I find out I’m dying I will still continue with my blog to keep a record of my slow painful demise.

That is what is known as a ‘brave face”.

Now brave is not something that most people in my family associate with me.

I started making a list of all the things I’m afraid of but I ran out of space so here’s just a few.

Losing my parents – done

losing any of my sisters (this is a big one) – 2 down and with my fragile mental and physical state I’m sure I’ll go before Marcia who’s a health bird at least that’s what I hope.

Getting any slow growing illness – I know something is brewing

Planes – don’t get me started

Being poor – thanks for nuthin dave

snakes – make what you want of this

farting in the elevator – no comment

doctors

the IRS or any government agency

Being scared- this is a big one

sailboats in motion especially tipping.

Interestingly enough I’m not afraid of nuclear war, terrorists, killers or sharks.

Oh I forgot, since I heard that leprosy thing I’m really afraid of armadillos.