You gotta have a goals in life, right? Well, when you are ill with a chronic disease (mine was kidney disease), your goals might be a little skewed from normal.
Sometimes it is just to get up and dressed in the morning. Sometimes it is to keep a meal down. Sometimes it is to not snap at your loved ones. (Really.) Sometimes it is to do ONE thing that makes you feel productive.
If you are really sick and spending a lot of time at doctor offices or admitted to hospitals, it is a really good idea to have a goal for those events.
I mean, truly, they aren’t fun. And you don’t want things to just “happen” to you without you having a say in a thing or two. (See this post about stuff that happens to you.)
A hospital bed – I’ve seen toooooo many of these.
Often, when you are sick, you have very little control over things. You know, they come in and take you away for a test, or procedure, or God knows what. You get rolled down the hallway and things happen. Then they come by and put that hideous NPO sign on your hospital door and no one brings you food or drink until the next trip down the hall to an unnamed event, for which you had no say. That event is usually the following day and it could be early or NOT. And you starve. And thirst. Continue reading
I remember the day my husband stood between my IV port and the nurse. I have met nurses a’plenty through my years, not many are like this one; but this one was my nurse at the time.
I had had a minor surgery (as if any are really minor). Family was not allowed in Recovery Room #1. I woke up and they game me pain meds through my IV. Not long after my feet started twitching uncontrollably. “Weird,” I thought. Then my hands were feeling unconnected to my body. Continue reading
If you drive to work every day, and take the same route, you see life happen outside your window.
Houses sell, families move in.
Sometimes, as day runs into day, it is easy to miss the hilarity that meets us through people all around us. Or we ignore it. Or forget it.
But life is fun because of people.
One of the things I like more than anything is witty-ness and puns. A really good pun can tickle my funny bone to the embarrassing point. Sometimes, if it really tickles me, I can laugh about it again and again, reliving it. Continue reading
The walls in my office are painted purple
And why shouldn’t they be? I love that color. I love it on the inside of me.
I wish I didn’t love it so much. I wish I wasn’t so predictable.
But … I do … and I am.
We will move from our house this year (we are cleaning the attic and basement as we speak — err … write). I wonder if I’ll ever have another completely purple room. Perhaps. Perhaps not.
But I’ve had one for well over a decade. And I’ve loved it. Continue reading
I live near St. Louis. It’s been raining.
And raining. Continue reading
One of my trips to see my mother took place in January. She lives in north central California, about an hour south of Sacramento.
The flight was non-stop (Yay!) early in the morning. The sun was coming up as I left St. Louis and it was beautiful. During the entire flight the sun was blazing. I wanted to put the shade down by my seat, but I didn’t. It was too lovely. The sun beams brilliantly bouncing off of the heavy cloud floor.
Four full hours of sun later I felt exhilarated and cornea-fried. But I do love the sun, so no complaints. Continue reading
How many times have we done that? Just stared at a blank screen.
We need to get something written, nothing comes. We need to plan something for dinner, no ideas. We need to write a comforting card to someone, the words aren’t there. We need to make it through our must-do list, our energy evaporates.
Today it is a blank screen for me. Nice bright white screen.
And it made me think about life. Sometimes we forget that every single day is a clean slate, a blank screen, an empty page waiting to be written upon. Continue reading