Old folks remind me of the saying- Old soldiers dont die, they just fade away.
I now have confirmed prognosis of a disability (atleast classified as so by US Welfare). It is not so serious thanks to Indian family system of rallying the wagons around me but I am here to remind you of this guy
I have a lot of illnesses. I don’t talk about it much, for a variety of reasons. I feel ashamed to have an illness. (It sounds absurd, but there still is an enormous stigma around being sick.) I don’t want to use being ill as an excuse. (Although I sometimes wonder how much more productive I’d be if I wasn’t so sick.) And, to a large extent, I just don’t find it an interesting subject. (My friends are amazed by this; why is such a curious person so uncurious about the things so directly affecting his life?)
Anyways, I am just using this to point out why I have been posting more videos and less text blogs, and I hope you are as patient with me, as I am with , well, me.
On other news, poetry productivity at my poetry blog is way up when my analytical productivity goes down.
And health care in India is much more affordable for me than for visitors/immigrants et al in US