My dad died 5 months after Billy was born, so I didn’t have his shoulder to cry on or put my problems on. My mom was there though and thank God she was. She was so much help over the next 23 years. One of the mistakes I continually made was hunting for women to help me with Jamie and Billy. I should have hunted or waited for a woman that fit me, then see if she could fit all three of us. Eventually the boys grew up and flew the coup. I ended up with countless girlfriends and three total wives partly because I really played up the fact that I was an unwed father with two kids. That worked well as a pick up line back then.
I went to see my Urologist today and with a smile he said, “looking at your records and I see your still sick.” I asked, “have you been talking to my friends again?” We both laughed about that for a second or two. Then he gave me a Low Oxalate Diet, so at this point I’m afraid to look at it. If I don’t want to get another kidney stone I guess I should see what I can and can not eat. A month ago I told him, “I’m falling apart Doc.” He said, “yes the warranty has run out.” I laughed so hard I almost peed myself. I guess I was in the right place. Beautiful day out, might go take a walk. Yea right. 🙂
My main goal is to write a novel about time travel, but before that I will start on my Reflective Statement for my Creative Writing class at CSM. The class ends in three weeks.