2009: Out Of Time
And so the year draws to a close.
It’s 8 pm as I start writing this. Four hours left of 2009. I’m not going to write a long recap of the year, because, you know, that would be depressing. Suffice it to say that this has been, by far, the worst year of my life. It’s been an almost unstoppable descent into blindness, constant hospital visits, pain and problems and many dark hours.
Not depressing at all.
I would say that 2010 can only get better, but I wouldn’t hold my breath. Nothing is so bad that it can’t get worse and worse and worse.
But instead of all the doom and gloomd I just want to say that I am still very thankful that I have such a supportive family and online friends and that I have enough eyesight left to at least function somewhat still. Lots of people in this world are worse off than me. That doesn’t mean I don’t feel sorry for myself. Because boy do I ever. But, things could get worse. Let’s hope they don’t.
I have had a quiet new year’s day. And by quiet I don’t mean sonically, because outside it is all boom boom bang bang kapow. But I’m back home from a nice little dinner with my parents and brother. The trip over there wasn’t nice. It was getting darker and there was ice and old, hard snow in places. My dad had to take me by the arm and lead me several times. It’s not going to be easy for me to walk outside until the weather gets warmer. And by then the sun will be out more and that will blind me. It’s never going to be easy again, is it? … But we made it okay. And the dinner was nice. And we took a taxi home. And now I am waiting for midnight. I do miss having midnight with the family. Just like with christmas we aren’t really huge tradionalists or anything. We don’t make a grand fuss of it. But just standing in front of the TV and seeing the clock strike twelve and raise our glasses (theirs with champagne, mine with cola or sparkly sports water or whatever) and wish eachother a happy new year. That is a nice little moment, that I would have liked to keep. But I really don’t like leaving my apartment empty for so long. And I wouldn’t like going home after midnight with explosions en masse. And even though I like spending time with the family, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself for so long in company. I do feel more comfortable in my own little apartment. So I’ll raise the glass by myself at midnight, and then they will call me pretty much immediately after twelve and then the year will be over and ne challenges ahead. The first two weeks of January will bring a visit to the doctor, a trip to the foot therapist and a return to the hospital. No rest for the wicked.
Tonight will be the first time in a long, long while that I stay up later than midnight though. In the olden days, before diabetes, I was a night owl. I’d be up to 3-4 am every night. Sitting at the computer mostly. But now that my computer usage has been drastically limited there’s really no reason to sit up all night long. In fact in the beginning of this year I’d often go to bed at 8 or 9 pm. Going to sleep early because I couldn’t stand being awake. I’d go lie in bed often during the day as well. I don’t do that as much anymore. And I’ve started staying up to 10-11 pm, and then taking an hour or two with an audibook now. But I don’t think I’ve staid up past midnight since last new year’s quite possibly.
I hope you will all have a safe new year’s eve. Try not to blow up anything important. Happy new year, I hope you’ll have a good 2010. See you then, everybody.
January 1st, 2010 at 4:59
HAPPY NEW YEAR, MY DEAR DANISH GOAT BOY!
Since you couldn’t hear me shout those words, I wrote them in caps instead.
I wish you a much, much better year in 2010. I’m so thankful you are still able to blog now and then. I’d go crazy not knowing how you are doing and getting goatzie updates occasionally.
My husband and I are watching TV, reading, doing crossword puzzles, and sending a few e-mails out tonight on New Year’s Eve. We did have some chips and M&M candies for snacks. I don’t know if I’ll make it till midnight tonight or not.
Now I just have to get used to writing and saying “2010”. I will be saying 2009 or 1999 or some other odd number for most of January!
New Year’s Resolutions: work on giving compliments instead of complaints, enjoy time spent with all our pets (especially goatzies!), donate blood, and keep up my reading list.
Anyone else have any New Year’s Resolutions to share?
January 1st, 2010 at 21:48
Debster – So did you make it to midnight? I ended up staying up to 2 I think. It’s been a long time since I’ve been up that late.
I never really make resolutions. But I’ll do my best to stay posiiive and be nice to others in the new year. And spend time with goats. That sound about right to me.
January 1st, 2010 at 23:49
Yes! I made it past midnight. It was about 1:30 am when I finally went to bed. I was watching a movie on TV and had the Christmas tree lights on. It was very peaceful and quiet. My husband and the birds had already gone to bed.
It’s supposed to be really cold here tonight. It’s 12 F (-11 C) right now and it’s to be much colder with the wind chill factor. We made sure all the animals had food and water and bedding. The goatzies are really furry this year.
January 3rd, 2010 at 22:03
Belated New Year’s wishes, my dear Plume.
I’ve been poorly! No, but really! I’ve had the FLU and a cold on top! But I shan’t lament – as you say, it could be worse. Thank you again very, very much for all the presents for the children. Arthur loves his bags and Adam is humming the Songs of Sodor. Serves him right for putting it in the DVD player in the car and going on a two hour car journey with the kids! *hihi* But it’s been played and played again and even Arthur can sing along – well – you know – as well as a two-year old can sing, anyways. ;) And Raven’s ambulance been on many, scary trips with critically ill DUPLO men and woman and Hello Kitty! It’s been quite the drama around here! :)
Hope 2010 brings you blessing, Plume, and keep being brave – you know it’s worth it! x
January 4th, 2010 at 19:36
debster – I think it’s around -10C here. At least at night. I long for summer.
Desiree – I’m sorry you’ve been so poorly. That is rotten timing. Next year make sure to get sick BEFORE the holidays, ok!
Glad the kids (all 3 of them!) have enjoyed the pressies. I wish I could be their rich, crazy uncle from America. But okay, a crazy Dane with a little money is okay too.