There are days

The Autum Leaves, my &^%%# back! There are those moments in the Last Quarter when the bruisings of the first 65 years or so do accumulate and the day-by-day vagaries of life bring with them a great deal. Some folk will experience such days and their events as "overwhelming."

Yesterday we were visiting our youngest grandchild who is just beginning to appreciate the value of mischief and speech. No longer can I amuse "My Ancientness" with teaching the little sweetie mildly offensive ditties that bring on my Daughter-in-Law's wagging finger. All was fun and my middle-aged son took me for a ride in his Beast of a Car ... from what I understand, it tops out at a bit more than 180 mph. He was showing me a project that he was working on and all was fun. We got back to have some of my beautiful daughter-in-law's chicken soup.

Oops. Outa nowhere ... the sinus block ... the electrical part of my heart that give out the 'chick-a-boom-k'boom-now' signal went its own way. Happens to lots of Last Quarter warriors .... Heart suddely going 160-180 beats per minute and then heading down to the 40's and up again ... willy-nilly. My playful mood continued, thinking of how blessed I was that two consecutive visitors to my office hadn't come to blows ... the first trying to park around the piles of those blessed Autumn Leaves near the curb made some contact with the first, words apparently were exchanged, police came, and nobody was physically hurt. Then the stomach cramps came from who knows where and I began thinking too much (OK, obsessing) about the neuropathy in my legs that leaves my toes numb and the questionable status of the herniated disc that sidelined me for a couple of months. Holy cannoli, Batman, don't I get a break?

And now, I still look out at those damned Autumn Leaves .... those ... those ... you know how it is ... and my arrhythmia continues and I wanna be young ... I wanna be that age that never existed when I experienced no pain. Let me say it to myself, again: I wanna be that age that never existed when I experienced no pain.

Then I can laugh at myself.

The Leaves of Autumn await his Highness who needs to go read The Princess and the Pea!

Hail to Me! Hail to Thee! Hail to the Last Standing in the Fourth Quarter!