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
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.