“Oh frajous day! Callooh! Callay!”
he chortled in his joy.

A glorious day indeed! Not only is WordPress actually publishing the Daily Post today, but I’ll be spending the day at the cardiologist. It’s the big one … a deep EKG plus the testing of the pacemaker during which they turn me off to see if I’m still going to die without it (my fave!) — plus the general “And how ARE we doing!” for the year.

I’m running a little late. Should’ve had this checkup in March, but my doctor is changing practices and I wanted to stay with him, adorable guy that he is (he really is a cutie).

This is the last checkup of my annual checks for various potentially lethal illnesses for 2017. After this biggie, there will be nothing more (planned) than the annual flu shot to mar my joy in Autumn and any other seasonal delights that yet might come our way.

In honor of these events, I offer you two (yes two!) favorite poems by favorite author Lewis Caroll from “Alice in Wonderland” and “Through the Looking Glass,” here are:

“You are old, Father William” (1865) by Lewis Caroll (prophetic!)

“You are old, Father William,” the young man said,
“And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head –
Do you think, at your age, it is right?”

“In my youth,” Father William replied to his son,
“I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I’m perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.”

“You are old,” said the youth, “as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door –
Pray, what is the reason of that?”

“In my youth,” said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
“I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment – one shilling the box –
Allow me to sell you a couple?”

“You are old,” said the youth, “and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak –
Pray, how did you manage to do it?”

“In my youth,” said his father, “I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.”

“You are old,” said the youth, “one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose –
What made you so awfully clever?”

“I have answered three questions, and that is enough,”
Said his father; “don’t give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I’ll kick you downstairs!”

Followed by everyone’s favorite:


See you all on the other side!


    1. I only got 6 months this time, then they need another test. Bah. Because my feet won’t stay where they belong and because my sternum is broken (and I’m not going in for more surgery so they can mess around with it, either!), we are also searching for something that might support my chest so the bones stop sliding around. Heart, spine, unhealed sternum, and the MS beginning to show up … I’m trying to be optimistic, but I’ve been falling a lot lately and I have to be a more careful. It’s the feet, you know? Those damned floppy feet.

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      1. It’s a funny thing with that MS. I always had a bit of a silly walk, although it was not so noticeable. As soon as my condition was diagnosed, things began to get complicated. I really need my stick now for a longer walk, and I notice new symptoms. I had to pull myself together to get to England for my dad’s funeral, but today I could no longer take on such a journey. Perhaps it is because I now know why this has been happening to me over the years. The doc says I have had the complaint for about 30-40 years, but we did not realise it and just passed it off as something else I suppose.


        1. I have just been getting ridiculously tired. And falling. I knew this was coming because my eyes got very weird a few years ago. That passed and i was hoping I’d have long time without more symptoms. And this may go away, too. But if my feet don’t start working again, I’m going to have to consider a cane too. Too many little falls. It was weird because I was feeling better until suddenly, I wasn’t. this up and down thing is crazy.


  1. Ha ha ha!! I haven’t heard “Father William” for YEARS! Thanks for the remind…and good luck today. Old birds (not that you are old..) are tough, that’s why they got to be old… All will be well!


  2. I hope all goes gloriously well too! I can see what you mean about “fave” that would definitely give me pause for thought I’m sure of that! And for whatever reason, I love Jabborwocky. It’s a bit senseless but that’s why it’s so much fun! lol


    1. I used to be able to recite “Jabberwocky.” I memorized it. I really love Lewis Carroll.

      All my parts are working … but the interconnection of everything is not working as well. Because one is not ones heart. There are a lot of pieces and they need to work in some kind of organized well. That is where my problem is. I need to be reorganized.


      1. I remember the first time I red Jabberwocky. I was taken in immediately. I read Lewis Carroll and fell in love I think. If only a little. I loved learning, reading, finding beauty in words. I’m not sure I understand what needs reorganizing?!


      1. That pacemaker is critical — glad it’s working well! I have a friend who is on his 3rd or 4th pacemaker, and has no underlying heart beat! As long as the pacemaker works, he’ll live!


  3. I like that they turn off the ekg to see if you’re still going to die without it. I’d die without coffee in the morning and wine in the evening. And Lynn knows not to deny me. (She doesn’t know where the will is!) So, anyway, good luck!


    1. I am alive with issues. But I already knew about the issues. The remaining question is what are — if any — solutions? Other than more surgery or more drugs. I think I’ve got more than enough drugs and I don’t want any more surgery unless it’s that or immediate death. So we are exploring “options,” whatever that mean. But I still get my coffee — which is the really important part of life.

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  4. The cane is a good idea. My mom hated canes, but one day I brought her a pink one and she wore it with her pink outfit. A guy at the Laguna Beach Art Festival complimented her on her cane which made her smile. My brother is afraid he will leave a cane someplace so he is going to get a threelegged cane that you cannot lay down. Maybe you can have a “MadHatter” tea party to celebrate your last 2017 checkup and to help you stay optimistic.


  5. I’m very glad the checkup went ok and you came out alive! 😉 Sorry to hear about the falls and the floppy feet. My mum, who is 85, had that issue a while ago but it seems to be better lately, so there is always hope of remission – on anything.

    Enjoy as much as you can, each day that comes, is my best suggestion. I believe one’s health improves in line with one’s mood. Lewis Carroll is always good for a smile. 🙂

    Jabberwocky always brings to mind a great sci-fi story by Lewis Padgett (1943) – Mimsy were the Borogroves. It’s been included in a number of SF anthologies. If you can find it i’m sure you’d enjoy it.



    1. I’m pretty sure I’ve read it. Sound VERY familiar. I’ve read almost all the science fiction up through the 1970s. Then a lot of what was supposed to be Sci Fi became horror, which I don’t like — or another clone of Tolkien. I loved J.R.R. Tolkien, but I haven’t got much interest in the thousands of clones of his work that have followed.

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