Oxnard—When I say oops, I’m kindly trying to say I’m a total clumsy, clod, butterfingers, bull in a Chinashop, oof, pick whatever pseudonym you’d like, that’s me.
IT started when I first started on my own after rehabilitating my hip and leg. I told you about losing my car in the Walmart parking lot, as well as the Ventura Harbor Village parking lot.
Lisa, my business partner, told me not to worry, and the more I did, the better I’d become.
Lisa was wrong, and I’ve added the worst case of dropsy anyone can imagine to my list.
Taking medicine is a new challenge. I require medicines, like blood pressure and other things, because of my kidneys, and 90 percent of the time, one or more pills end up on the floor.
Then my bull side knocks things off my desk, kitchen counter, nightstand, missing the trash while standing over it, well, everywhere.
If that’s not enough, I’m starting to hit curbs and medians while driving, which doesn’t prolong tire life.
Adapt and overcome remains my motto, and perhaps Lisa is correct, as my life becomes settled, I’ll do better.
My life is far from uncomplicated, and the best…
