There are perhaps a half dozen humans who can make me stop and hear. Actually hear. Grant Justice is such a man. So, when I shared my maladies and he listened, he spoke and now that’s all I… well, like it’s on a loop now: “Make sure you are not wasting away.” Cue the doves. – JDW
I am haunted by “wasting away.” Geezuz!!
Weighed 170.5 pounds this morning.
I think I look excellent,
but I worry
about becoming Gloria Vanderbilt skinny.
Feel great
except for the stomach issue and all the arthritis.
Walking an hour+ daily.
I can’t lift. Have a note from the doctor.
Deep in the pain cave most of the time.
My argument is this:
They tell you to get regular exercise, so I did.
Avoid fried foods. Eschew fast foods.
Duck preservatives.
Cut back on salt. Cut out sugar. So I did.
They tell you to eat plenty of leafy greens
and I broke a crown.
Stop drinking, they said. So I did.
Now you tell me I am too skinny.
There’s no pleasing you sometimes.
The old man and the old dog every night
eat a shockingly full bowl of ice cream.
Chocolate with nuts.
