A Rough Period.

 I am in my last year of my seventh decade on this Earth. And, I learned in the first week of May that I can not tolerate a bad diet as well as I once did. A client reminded me it was Cinco de Mayo, and I wasn't going to eat Mexican food to celebrate until I realized I had a box of frozen jalapeno poppers in the freezer. 

Because I have not yet changed my ways when it comes to eating massive volumes, I ate the entire box, (less three poppers). I was in such distress that I spent the next three days sick, mostly tired and I had a pain in my neck where I have a wounded disc, My body was exhausted trying to pass that load, and my muscles cramped leading to the neck pain. Or, so I explain it.

On the third day I was able to go for a walk, which did wonders to relieve, correct my malady. A laxative did wonders too.

I still don't feel 100%, but, I healed enough to be able to work a nine hour day on Tuesday, followed by six hour and four hour days on Wednesday and Thursday. 

Age is taking a tolll, but, in many respects my diminished skills and fragile body are due more to bad decisions than old age. Still hanging in there.