7/7/11. I figure it’s a good day to start a journey. I’ve become a bit of a believer in omens, charms, wishes, and good, healthy luck. When things spin out of control, don't you?
If you ask me how I’m doing, I’ll tell you, “So far, so good.” Good luck can turn on a dime. On December 31, my rehab doc – Dr. L -- called to ask how I was doing. I’d been home from the hospital for 2 whole days. “Great!” I replied enthusiastically. "Things are going great!" I was lounging on the couch with a good book. “Great!” That’s all it took. What ensued was a three-month struggle with what felt like a 30 car pile-up in my intestinal tract. Now when someone asks, I say, “So far, so good.” No scientific evidence of any connection, but still….
And to clean up that mess on the Schuylkill (a.k.a. my intestines), one of my all-time favorite surgeons – Dr. J –had to convince me to go against my bad luck bias. Yes, this was to be surgery number 13! And despite the pain, nausea, vomiting, and NG tube down my throat, I informed him that the number 13 didn’t seem to be the best stat to take with me into the Operating Room. It was 6:45 a.m., but Dr. J didn’t miss a beat. He replied with full confidence and a huge smile, “Thirteen?! That’s my lucky number!”
Whether it truly was or not, I may never know, but now it’s definitely one of mine!
So, today, on 7/7/11, I invite you to join me for my journey of a thousand miles. Walk with me through the funny, interesting, sometimes scary, and always unexpected twists and turns that any journey takes.
Along the way, please leave your COMMENTS – questions, opinions, thoughts, stories, jokes, messages…similar or different experiences…suggestions or advice. And let me know if you have any great ideas for places or opportunities where I can put on those miles!
And, finally, want to join me??