Fuel Pressure Gauge

Not My Car

In my previous blogpost, I mention that my car stalled twice. It provided my family with a bit of excitement when it happened the second time, late on a Saturday night. I took it in for urgent servicing the following Monday. When I described how the car was behaving to the service manager, he was a bit surprised that I drove around for a week after the first breakdown. It turned out to be an issue with the fuel pressure gauge. Don't ask me what a fuel pressure gauge is for. I tried googling. Why would a gauge not be there just to gauge?  Instead the defect caused the car to jerk and stall. I didn't think it was wise to wait until I could fully understand the workings of this mysterious gauge before I got it fixed. The  gauge was replaced and I've not experience the same issue since. But every now and then, when I am on an uneven road, I wonder whether the car is jerking and whether it would stall. Maybe it is time to get a new car?

Last week, in separate lunches, my friends asked me whether I still think about the condition I had last year. And I have to confess, it is a bit like the fuel pressure gauge issue - everything is a good as can be, but it is at the back of my mind. Sometimes it feels like it is an uneven road. Do I worry? Is it constant? Well I still feel my neck for enlarge lymph nodes regularly. I do see many things through an additional set of lenses. When my brain processes a thought, there is this additional line of code that it reads before I make a decision. Is that worry? I can't say for certain that it is not. 

What is also more apparent to me these days is that it doesn't take cancer for people to lose their lives.  We live in ever growing uncertainties where there are more immediate ways people can lose their lives, just like that. Countless stories in the last month - whether it is due to neglect, negligence, depression, misguided thoughts, pure evil. It doesn't take the big C. This keeps things in perspective for me. Whatever it is that I may worry about, it just isn't that bad. And if it gets bad enough, I need to rest on the promise once made on a lonely cross "Truly, I tell you, today you will be with me in paradise".

Maybe it is not yet time to get a new car.