This is not 100% about living in the Philippines, but it is about me and for two and one half decades I have 100% resided within the Philippines. This is not a complaint because just the fact I am writing this most uninformative missive proves I really have nothing to moan or groan about, I tell interested folks that if you are looking for perfection, please don’t let the rest of us where you found it. I’m happy the way it is! But I’ve yet to it find on this planet.
On Saint Patrick’s Day in 2016 I disappeared from the rolls of LiP for a couple of months, due to a medical emergency that I won’t bother you with the details of again.
But a year later I’m as good as I’ve ever going to be, and I’ve adjusted quite well to my “New Normal” even the big blank spots in my memory that occur more than I care to admit. Things like going down stairs and standing there wondering why I was there?
I’m going to my neurologist today (Thursday 23 March) to try and find out why my balance is out of whack, too and why I can’t drive a car, the first few months I attempted to drive by instructing Mayang on proper driving, until she started giving me the “LOOK” don’t ask me to explain the “look” because if you have to ask, you don’t live here, or have been sipping too many San Magoo’s every day. It occurred to me that I was the one to be the one who taught her how to drive, so a fantastic driver she must already be!
Her twin sister works at the house a few hours every day to pay for her 16 year old daughter’s school, which I would have paid for anyway, because that is just how it is, living here.
So to try and solve the problem , I moved Clara to the front seat of the car and I moved to the back seat, now the twins can yak-yak and ignore the old Kano chattering away from the back seat. Our marriage remains strong, and the “LOOK” is long gone! (On that subject anyway!)
Now back to the Doctor, will I ever drive again? We are not sure. I’m fine driving on the road with buses, trucks, and other cars…But the one million 90 CC mopeds with automatic transmissions doing whatever they want on the road, like making right turns from the extreme left lane. I stopped bitching about Trike’s years ago.
On my own last March I stopped smoking and that I have no plan of starting again. But for years before that, I would only smoke outside, never near the kids or even if a restaurant allowed it. Patio bars were my smoking spots.
The other vice I gave up last March was the demon drink in all forms. So for one year I failed to have a cocktail even though no Doctor has prohibited that.
I’m afraid to even ask them because if they do say no, Mayang will take that as an edict and never again will I have one. I haven’t figured how to broach that subject. But being the crafty guy that I am, I will find a way!
Oh and after one year of non-smoking I have not become a Non Smoking Neo-Nazi, as other reformed smokers have. I don’t care about that second hand smoke. (LOL)
So without boring you with medical mumbo-jumbo, I’ll only mention, that I received great medical care here in the Philippines, but the 24 pints of Pinoy blood I had in me after the 4 operations, I had to relearn English again during the next two months! (LOL) I had nothing but nosebleeds over that!
What dream world do I think I live in? My appointment was just swell, absolutely no demon rum, and no positively no beer. But a “Nice glass of wine once in a while… What the hell is a nice glass of wine? I need a male doctor who’ll understand!
But I have a nurse that is a buddy and we cut fool with each other all the time, today the sphygmomanometer was reading 155over 98 and my normal is 120 over 80, I told her it is because she excites me! Both her and my wife got a snicker out of that. On the way to the hospital I dropped by the LTO and there was my hard copy of my driver’s license ready for pick up, like a fool I viewed that as a positive omen,(When will I ever learn?) I’ve been waiting since July 2016 and a fat load of good it does me, no rum, no beer and no driving! Paul’s new normal!