The Tailgunner

I’ve been struggling recently with what blogging means to me.  Lately I’ve only been posting about once a month, which hardly seems worthy of a dedicated web site.  So should I even keep the site?

I used to blog more, though not a lot more.  But I honestly couldn’t tell you why.  I guess it was just an outlet for me to write about things on occasion.  But it seems like more and more, blogging for me is just about posting up an interesting video, picture, or link to an article.  Maybe a Haiku here and there.  But not so much any real original writing.  And for the links and such, I now have Facebook.

Plus, on Facebook, I have hundreds of friends.  Sure, not all of them are active, and some have probably blocked my blather from their walls, but it’s still more than the 5 or 6 people that read this blog.  Though one could argue that no one reads it because I hardly ever write for it.  And I probably write anything worth reading even more rarely.

Anyway, I guess it’s time for me to figure out if I really want to keep up this blog.  Would I miss it if it were gone?

I have started reading again.  Maybe that will prompt me to want to write more too.  But probably not.

I needed this today.

Number four is my personal favorite.

:-)

I exercise regularly. I eat moderate amounts of healthy food. I make sure to get plenty of rest. I see my doctor once a year and my dentist twice a year. I floss every night. I’ve had chest x–rays, cardio stress tests, EKG’s and colonoscopies. I see a psychologist and have a variety of hobbies to reduce stress. I don’t drink. I don’t smoke. I don’t do drugs. I don’t have crazy, reckless sex with strangers.

If Charlie Sheen outlives me, I’m gonna be really pissed.

So, last Thursday, I underwent my first ever overnight sleep test.  What a strange ordeal.

I checked in at 8pm, and was promptly shown to my room.  Once I was dressed for bed, the technician (who couldn’t have been better at her job) came in and talked me through the basics.  She then proceeded to wire me from head to toe with sensors.  I was pretty amazed at the level of detailed readings they take.

Anyway, I don’t have the results yet, but they did wake me up in the middle of the night and place a CPAP mask on me, so I’m pretty sure that I have some form of sleep apnea.  I thought this thought would make me anxious, but I’m actually kind of happy about it, because I’m looking forward to the idea of a good, restful nights sleep.

More to come…