I was supposed to go last night, Thursday, India time. Given there's a bunch of bad experiences and dos, I'd rather not be a part of starting Friday afternoon - like now. Everything shaped up adequately all week long. Then suddenly out of nowhere, I suffer a very bad back spasm and can't sit, lie down or do much of anything except stand leaning to one side. With that delaying things and the cascading effect on other things, completely adrift now. It's not enough that years of deteriorating health and work has brought me finally to be ready to go, this freak spasm has me exposed to needless crap not of my making. Don't know when I'll get my exit back on track. Not tonight. For sure. Got some responsibilities a few hours. And I reckon daytimes are out. So ironic. It's health that's making me ago, and suddenly another health thing that's kept me from going.
For those of you too young to know or recall, it's kind of like the old joke they rehashed in Mrs. Doubtfire - a big drinker dies. And they say it's the drink that killed him... didn't fry his liver. He got hit by a liquor truck as he left his pub. "It was quite literally the drink that killed him!"
Sadly, that's a movie, but this painful spasm is very, very real.
For those of you too young to know or recall, it's kind of like the old joke they rehashed in Mrs. Doubtfire - a big drinker dies. And they say it's the drink that killed him... didn't fry his liver. He got hit by a liquor truck as he left his pub. "It was quite literally the drink that killed him!"
Sadly, that's a movie, but this painful spasm is very, very real.
