Well I am back from my Myrtle Beach trip. Sometimes I question my sanity and this is one of them. Since I fractured a vertebre, (Or whatever that thing is)in September, there has been aches and pains that told me to cancel the trip. Well I didn't. I took a fall playing golf in Sept. and that, along with the stinky bones the myeloma left me, caught up with me the fifth day. So not only did I come back twice as lame but brought back the flu too. Well, my only consolation is I have the whole winter to heal. I have always given my martial arts training the credit for my doing so well handling the treatment for the cancer. I wonder if spurts of insanity could also be one of the bennies of the training. Now that I think of it, I have been called crazy a few times in my life, several times in the last couple weeks. Just kidding folks. But then I sometimes wonder, was that soft spot in my head put there one night in the dojo? Any one else ever have a similar experience?? I wonder.
Wacko Willy