Healthy, Wealthy and Wise

I want to be healthy, wealthy and wise.  That is what I aim for any way. 
I wrote the other day about needing to visit the dentist.  It was so weird.    I wanted a tooth fixed.  The dentist did everything but fix the tooth.  He said if the pain persists book an appointment.
Hello?  The pain has persisted.  I knew it would.  I am surprised he didn’t.  I have booked an appointment with another dentist to get it fixed.  I have gone on one of my theories that nobody cares about me like me.
He did identify another hole though.  At the time it caused me no grief.  Now it does.  That needs to be fixed to.  When I clean my teeth, I avoid rinsing my mouth on one side.  I know it is weird.  It feels weird to swish the water about in my mouth all the while avoiding one side.
I live in hope it will be a memory.  Right now though the pain is a present reality.  I can do all humanly possible to maintain perfect health but alas, I decay.  I don’t want to but it happens.  I will fight it for all I’m worth, but I’d better get used to it.
I saw a cartoon of a chap celebrating on a table and his boss asking “you didn’t win the lotto again did you Jones?”  The implication was, he had won it once already but there was no real change.
Unfortunately, it is a sad but true picture.  Wealth is an inside job.  Wealth may be thrust upon me, but it may make little difference to how I behave.  What I am is what I will be.  Still I would rather be comfortable if I can, even if it is only for a while.
Besides I think if I was going to be wealthy, I needed to have started the process long ago.  But I am comfortable, and that is all I can ask.  Of course, you can help anytime by giving me money.
In so many ways it seems how healthy I am and how wealthy I am depends on my choices.  On my wise choices to be exact.
To me being wise is not about having my eyes half closed and saying something that sounds profound, but no one understands.  I only mentioned this to Merril yesterday.  Wisdom to me is making what may be complex simple.  For me it is always more desirable to have as many as possible understand than only a few.
It seems to be why these days “simple English” is being promoted.  Sometimes things are written in such a complex manner that I can sign just because I fail to understand, or to get them off my back.  I then find I have just sold all my children into slavery.
The last thing I want is to think I am wise.  Wisdom is not something for me to determine I have.  It is something that is seen by the fruit it produces. When the fruit is good, great.  When it is not, there is obviously more work to do.
To me, being healthy, wealthy, and wise, is desirable but it is not guaranteed.  I need to work on what I can.  The best I can do is the best I can do.  Pro 3:7&8