INTRO

If I say I am near 40 basket case it would be an understatement, how I have even managed it this far is both a marvel of medical science and a sheer fluke. I am twice the age I should be and now heading deeply into the highway of the world of cyber.

So here goes I am about to break the final virginity and start a blog, of life, love and illness. There will be more as well but that's the catchy tag line, well the best one I can think of at 2am in the morning.

Anyway the summary of the last 40 years can't be writen in a few pages but as tag lines I would go with musician, performer, writer, daughter, wife, victim and sufferer. Not as macabre as it may sound but plenty of highs and lows both in the past and the future. The present can never be defined as a high or low till it becomes something you can compair it to, ie history. I am not a glass half empty person so much as always looking for the next bottle to fill it. I have survived this far not on optomism as much as forward planning and sheer bloody mindedness.

Even on the eve of one life threatening operation it was the surgeon and I on the steps smoking, and working out the real chances of the experimental operation suceeding. He got the whole truth when I came round from the operation screaming I would remove his balls for the pain I was in. Needless to say I never saw him till the final day in hospital for fear of his manhood. It was a hell of a gamble they took on me and I wasn't going down with out a fight. Between us we won the battle, if we will ever win the war, probably not in my life time as it will always plague me, but my view is I am alive, had I been born 5 years earlier I wouldn't have made it.

On that thought I will sign off for today to ponder the meaning of life and not its not 42. Not year anyway let me get to 40 1st.