I have been feeling very sorry for myself this week, and I had to add a new category to my list: health. Why, because unless I stay in good health I won’t be able to do many of the activities I have planned. I spent most of the week huddled under the covers in my bed with one of the worst colds I’ve had in a long time. I had to take time out from this busy schedule to visit my podiatrist because my big toe joint was so painful I couldn’t sleep Monday night.

The upside, I am finally feeling better. I did make it to work of Friday, but I wasn’t in the best state of mind to provide good customer service when needed.

On the downside, I will probably need to have surgery on my toe sooner rather than later. I had hoped to hold off until next fall, after I retired, but the “junk in the joint” is not cooperating at the moment. The anti-inflammatory injection only worked for about 36 hours and I am hobbling again. Thank goodness for health insurance. Too bad we have not adopted universal health care in this country. I feel for those without insurance.

Then again, if Congress doesn’t group up and start acting like adults rather than spoiled, recalcitrant children, I will have leisure time starting Tuesday to visit my doctor and baby my toe. I wonder if there is a room big enough to give them all a timeout corner. I would expound on the soggy tea bags that are leaving stains on my counter but I think they are best used for compost.