It’s been a long two years but progress has been made!
The second anniversary of my fall at Lake Mead is coming up in a few days and I’ve been reflecting on the past 24 months, where I’ve been, what has happened, what it’s been like to discover new things about me and my existence here on Planet Earth after all these years here. I can’t even begin to tell you all the stuff that’s been going through my head.
That fall at the lake was just the beginning of a year full of doctors and specialists, blood tests and more tests, a few more falls, surgery, new electronics in my body… and I’m sure I’m forgetting something! This second year hasn’t had as many medical visits as the year before it but I’ve been using it to continue to heal and get my body back to some kind of semblance of order. I haven’t been very good at documenting it all here on my blog but I’ve done a lot of Facebooking (a few years ago, who knew that word would even exist? Right up there with “scrapbooking” 😀 ) and have stayed connected to the world through the internet connection of virtual friends as well as a few “real life” friends who’ve helped me make it back to some kind of physical health and mental well-being.
As well as all the mental shenanigans going on in my head, I’ve spent some time over the past few months doing some short trips, from a week or so up to a month, to see if it was possible for me to continue to travel in my Mitsubishi Montero. I’m happy to say that I think it’s a go! My trips have been successful and now I have itchy feet. I’m about to make my way back to the state of Washington, because, check it out, I turn 65 years old in June and Medicare kicks in! I also have a checkup visit with the cardiologist about this electronic heart monitor I have in my chest (he isn’t going to be happy that I haven’t lost any weight but what can I say? Bleh. That’s what I can say. Because that’s the way I feel about it. Do I wish I could drop a few pounds? Sure. But life has gotten in the way of me taking my weight seriously enough to change my eating habits, although I certainly am more active now than I’ve been in a long time, and without paying attention to what goes in my mouth, I’m not going to lose any pounds. I haven’t gained any, though, and that’s a super duper good thing) and I have a “Welcome to Medicare” visit to schedule and attend. What a hoot. Medicare. I could write pages and pages about that complicated system, with all its choices and options and alternatives.
It’s crazy that old people are expected to try and figure it out. Well, maybe most people don’t move around and don’t think about or even research what else is out there for them in the Medicare world so it isn’t overwhelming to them. I don’t know. What I do know is that it has taken me months to decide what to do with my Medicare coverage. I finally made a decision about a plan for the remainder of this year and we’ll see how it goes.
Today, I’m on my way to Gaviota State Beach just north of Santa Barbara, CA to go camping for a few days with some friends – it’s bound to be a fun get-away with the people I’ve been staying with since late last year – and then next weekend, they’ll head back home to Chino and I’ll head north on Highway 101. It’s time for me and Willie to start singing my favorite song again… On the Road Again!
See you on the road somewhere!