I’m alright.
Last month I received notice it was time for my annual Veteran’s health check. That means heading downtown OKC (the hospital district is just east of downtown) to the VA Hospital. I prayed it would be a warm morning, because I wanted to ride my bike.
It was 50°F. I even bought a new set of lights so I could leave early. It was a nice 16 miles going out, and I had no trouble with drivers acting crazy. Of course, along with the lights I wore my biggest, brightest reflective safety vest. And my helmet has a reflective coating, too. I suppose they saw me.
The doctor was envious of me having the chance to ride that far. He looked at my lab work and all the numbers and said I was in better shape than guys much younger. He asked if I was willing to come out and play role model to other veterans. He hates having to push pills on so many because they won’t take care of themselves. He threw my prescription sheet away.
I guess I’m doing okay. This also explains why I didn’t post as early as normal.
