This morning I was feeling a little sorry for myself. I was thinking that I probably put as much effort into producing a 600+ page book as anyone else who has done it, that some people have made millions on the sale of their book and that my $0.35 share of the revenue from the sale of one book to date after about six months seemed very much out of line considering that I consider my book of much greater than average importance, relevance and value. I prayed to God, trying to be very careful how I worded the contents of my mind, saying, surely my work is worth more than this and would you consider increasing my pay.
I went out to do my exercise then dropped by the pharmacy to pick up a prescription. The pharmacist came by to peek at the results of my blood pressure check on his machine. It was 101 over 61. That's very impressive, he said. Are you on medication? I said, not for blood pressure. That's the blood pressure of a sixteen year old, he said. I said, I feel like a sixteen year old most of the time. He asked if I exercise and how much I do while he sat down to take his pressure test. I told him I exercise for at least 35 minutes three times a week but today I went out for an hour. He motioned with his fingers, walking? Yes I walk and I also climb the stairs, meaning the 387 steps to the top of the escarpment, which is relatively common knowledge around Hamilton. I go for an hour of exercise once a week, I said. His results were in the middle of the above normal range, about 150 over 110, and I'm on blood pressure medication, he said. I couldn't talk while my pressure was being taken, he said. He said, you'll never have a heart attack. I said, I never had a career or a high pressure job. He said, you will probably have a long life.
Perhaps God is paying me rather handsomely and who knows what the future holds, besides, $0.35 beats crucifixion. I think my perspective needed adjustment.
2015 Jacques Gauvin