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Sarcoidosis and Sunrises

 It's been over four years now since being diagnosed with Stage 3 Pulmonary Sarcoidosis. I'd never heard of it before. I had gone to the doctor to check up on a spot that had appeared on my neck and wasn't going away. With family history of skin cancer, and a few early 'suspect' spots of my own, I wanted to rule it out. But my doctor caught sight of my cough. "What is that cough?" "It isn't COVID...." "How long have you had it for?" I had to think. It arrived in the bushfires the year before - I thought it was throat irritation and kind of left it there. "Almost a year....when the bushfires were here. It's just like a spasm....not a real cough...And it seems to get worse when I'm stressed I think... About that spot..." "Let's deal with the spot later - X-ray first."

It's never 'just one thing'

 Home maintenance is a funny thing. Any small job, is never as straight forward as DIY YouTube videos make out. 'Simply do this' and 'simply do that' is never quite simple at all. In fact, three trips to Bunnings, many cursey words and a few broken nails later and it still doesn't quite look like the box. So when the hubster asks for '15 minutes' of my time to help him with an odd job..... ....well let's just say 3 hours later.... Mind you, it is all worth it in the end. To look at something you have created/repaired/completed with your own two hands...there's really no feeling quite like it.

Sorry, old friend

 I first started a Blogger blog *almost* 20 years ago. That's kind of scary to think. I loved tapping away at it with random thoughts, happenings and general amusings. I got discouraged when a clean up of phone space suddenly resulted in the deleting of images from my blog. Pained, it actually hurt to look at it. So I didn't. And I kind of miss it. So I'm starting over. 17 years later. With a whole new set of catastrophes....