Happy I'm done with 2009, yesssssssssss!
It is apparent by now that I did not make it to the NYE meet-up in Singapore. The alternative was not bad either. I confess I was disappointed, but glad to be alive and safe. My New Year's Eve (NYE) was safe and filled with friends, family, ABC News, NBC and Tucson's local stations featuring Global New Years celebrations and the Blue moon. My girlfriend Barbara (SAAC member) invited Desire and I to join her in counting down to 2010: initially I was more inclined to decline the invitation because I wanted to rest, but it so happened that when she called to invite us she spoke with Desire and promised to make cookies with her. Can you see my dilemma now? well Desire was so excited about making cookies that she did not stop talking about going to Barbara's for hours.
That aside, she wanted a new dress for New Years, so there went any idea I had for resting at home. We did our shopping at K-Mart which is located down the street from where we live, she picked up a red dress and white stockings. It was 8:40 pm, before we could leave the apartment to drive to Barbara's 20 minutes away. There was barely any car on Kolb road, and a few down on Tanque Verde, the moon was full, it shown so bright I was tempted to get out and experience it. It was 9:15 pm before we got to Barbara's house for dinner. Desire and Barbara took to preparing their cookie dough and I made a cup of honey and lemon tea to sooth my sore throat and warm up my rather chilled body. Barbara turned on the TV to NBC and the countdown at Time Square in New York was soon to begin, the crowds had gathered and the musicians were entertaining, the broadcasters shinning in the light of the moment.
The ball ready to be dropped in Time Square, New York
I sat down and enjoyed the excitement a second time, the first had been a few hours earlier when Sidney had their fireworks display followed by cities like Tokyo, Paris etc. As I watched, I could not help imagining what it would have been like had I made Singapore . . .
It was four days ago when I finally decided to make an unappointed visit to see Dr. Chambers as I anticipated my journey to Singapore to celebrate the New Years with my Travbuddy friends. My friend Matt (Siualumn) had offered to go with me a week earlier as a shoulder to cry on, if I let him know when I would be going. He had talked to me twice each time asking if I had seen the doc, and I softly promised to let him know when I would be going.
As with all unknowns, one is fearful of venturing out of their comfort zones (not that my condition was comfortable, but I liked not knowing what might be). But the persistent feeling of being tired in the past weeks had taken it's toll and to air on the side of caution, I left work earlier and drove straight to see the good doc (my cardiologist for the bast year and a half). Dr. Chamber's office had called more than a couple of times to remind me of a revisit and I had intentionally ignored the calls (well more fearful of what the doc would say, than anything else). Walking through to the reception area, one of the ladies immediately stood to greet me as if I had kept the doc waiting. My Cardiologist's office waiting area was filled as always and the air was a little tense with a mixture of fear and hope, the face of the old man sitting across from where I stood pale as if to signal the end.
Celebrations in Time Square, New York
The old man looked at me as if to say "what the hell is she seeing the doc before me for? I was here first", but his eyes turned away just as soon as he had started questioning me, to look at his wife who was laughing at something in a magazine. Well to cut the long story short, my charming and handsome Cardiologist told me I was in no condition to make any long distance travels let a lone work long hours, or brave temperatures that are cold. In a soft and caring voice he offered to put me on light duty or write a note to put me on a medical leave of absence: I declined his offer and promised to work less and cancel mt trip to Singapore. He did another echo cardiogram, changed my medication and with a charming smile, said I would live , as long as I followed his orders .
In New york, Jennifer Lopez entertained the crowd and her husband Marc Anthony joine the crown in cheering her on
The Blue Moon welcoming the New Year: does it mean we will have a better year in 2010?
Do you know what this means? Well it means, I can not hash anymore, hike hills of certain elevations, climb mountains, travel to very cold places (like Singapore), dance, etc, sad!, very sad!. Last year, I had braved the cold in Amsterdam against the wishes of my cardiologist, and against my better judgement. I paid a high price for it when I returned back to the U.S. I dare not tempt fate this year, besides my journey to Amsterdam was not as long as the Singapore would be (22 hours in total). I did not want to push my luck this year even though everything in me dared me to make the journey. My ticket is non-refundable of course (I always get the bargain tickets with a non-refundable policy). I figured if I make up my mind to go, I should go right? I'm one to leave things to chance too . . . well 'better a live fool . . . ' my friend said, and so I decided to heed the word of caution. I must admit, I did have a good time indoors with Barbara, Janet and Desire.