Which, more or less means that getting medical insurance through CCHP a few years ago was one of the smartest things I ever did. When coverage went into effect I went down to the clinic, walked out with prescriptions for high blood pressure and tests scheduled for later that month, and less than four weeks afterwards had a stent installed.
Seven months after that I crawled in at six in the morning with a ruptured appendix.
Half a year ago I got vaccinated for Covid there.
So that was another bullet dodged.
This morning I had an appointment with an eye doctor (眼科醫生 'ngaan fo yi sang', 眼科博士 'ngaan fo bok si') to follow-up on a previous visit. The excellent news is that Latanoprost has alleviated the ocular pressure in the left eye, and I probably won't be blind on the left side until long after I'm dead. And I intend to postpone dying for very many years, so .....
After the appointment I went and had bowl of preserved egg and pork congee (皮蛋瘦肉粥 'pei dan sau yiuk juk')with a fried dough stick (油條 'yau tiu') nearby. Followed by a walk and smoke.
It's a lovely day. Nice weather.
Things look rosy.
And a hot beverage within reach on a little tray.
Might head out for another walk around tea-time. Haven't decided on the pipe for that yet, probably one of these three:
Of course, the turkey vulture sharing this room thinks that the main purpose of the human flesh vehicle is to provide him with fatty thighs to eat; so he's disappointed at my scrawn, and my plans to live another several decades. Surely I'll be old and tired by then?
And my thighs will be stringy and tough. I'll taste gamey!
Disappointed turkey vulture
Yep. That's the plan.
More or less.
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