Jeanette Sekan
Jeanette Sekan
By Jeanette Sekan
HCP columnist

I entered 2019 kinda like I entered 2018, with some of life’s hiccups.

As I told my kind plumber who showed up for an emergency septic issue, “If I don’t have bad luck, I have no luck at all.”

After a bit, I found my year-end traumas fitting. My brother and I had been discussing how uneventful and boring our lives have been.

There were no earth-shattering events on the horizon, each of us living our days out in relative sameness. We had joked that if our lives were eventful, we may have no control over the path of that eventfulness, so be careful what we wish for. I found that lesson all too painful in the waning days of 2018.

The above-mentioned septic issue was discovered on the eve of a planned flight to visit family. On the eve was more accurate than it appears, as it was after business hours.

I was promised a crew would be there the next day. My dilemma was whether to postpone or cancel travel plans. This was in addition to the reality that, until a cause/fix was discovered, I couldn’t run water. So, with a night at a hotel imminent, many things had to be adjusted.

After talking with my dog sitter and family, I canceled my travel plans, packed myself and the dogs and headed to a local hotel where a nice hot shower and glass of wine were welcome.

The next day, the septic issue was handled early in the day, fortunately not a massive fix necessary at this time. The airlines found me a seat so I was able to travel to see family, just a little later than normal.

Christmas came and went with all the frenzy and joy that accompanies being around small children who still have that wide-eyed wonder, while adults are exhausted and so ready for the tree, lights, egg nog and other holiday accoutrements to be put away for another year. Children’s colds and stuffy noses were starting and, of course, finding their way to some of us adults.

I was in contact with my dog sitter daily as BeBe was recovering from unexpected surgery, of course during the holidays. A lump that had a high probability of cancer was removed just prior to the septic debacle.

She was recovering fine, just waiting for the results of the biopsy. Fortunately, the news was good. She was healing and would be fine.

The return home was as expected around the holidays – never easy. Even though one mentally knows the odds of airport chaos, when it arrives it’s unnerving. When one is starting to feel the effects of cold/flu while traveling, it makes it worse. When I finally made it home, it was Toby’s turn for an emergency vet visit.

He’s less accommodating than BeBe when being poked or prodded. His problem was fixable. Then, the full weight of the cold/flu that seemed on the edges arrived with full force. The best laid plans had to be put on hold again.

I’m looking forward to the return of my uneventful day-to-day life.

Jeanette Sekan is a columnist for the Cody Enterprise in Cody, Wyo. and a former resident of Ohio.