"Bad fortune, I think, is more use to a man than good fortune. Good fortune always seems to bring happiness, but deceives you with her smiles, whereas bad fortune is always truthful because by changing she shows her true fickleness. Good fortune deceives, but bad fortune enlightens. With her display of specious riches good fortune enslaves the minds of those who enjoy her, while bad fortune gives men release through the recognition of how fragile a thing happiness is. And so you can see Fortune in one way capricious, wayward and ever inconstant, and in another way sober, prepared and made wise by the experience of her own adversity. And lastly, by her flattery good fortune lures men away from the path of true good, but adverse fortune frequently draws men back to their true good like a shepherdess with her crook. Do you think it is of small account that this harsh and terrible misfortune has revealed those friends whose hearts are loyal to you? She has shown you the friends whose smiles were true smiles . . ."
--Boethius:
The Consolation of Philosophy (circa 520 A.D.) as translated by V. E. Watts.
I began posting here about my recent illnesses because I figured there might be others here who had gone through these illnesses too, so we could swap stories. As a result, I've been both surprised and touched by the really nice comments I've received, here and elsewhere, wishing me well in my quest for health. Thank you all for your kind thoughts.
The good news is that I'm well on my way back to good health, so I don't anticipate any major health crises in January.
( Background to my entries )( More about my back )( More about my jaw )At any rate, I'm now sleeping reasonably well (with the aid of no less than nine pillows; that's how many it takes to prop my various appendages into the right position) and have no jaw or back pain the daytime except when I exercise, in which case my back flairs up. I'm a bit worried about that latter problem, because part of my creative process comes from plotting while I'm dancing, but maybe by the time I start my composing cycle again - on January 1 - my body will have healed enough that I can do some dancing.
And man, is "good health" on my list of things to be thankful for as the new year begins.