Thoughts on My Life

When I was a kid, my Mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my Mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! All my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my Mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that ugly burned biscuit. He ate every bite of that thing…never made a face nor uttered a word about it! When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my Mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I’ll never forget what he said, “Honey, I love burned biscuits every now and then.” Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, “Yo

Gaba, Lortab, let's have an Advil, Aspirin, Lorazepam, how about a Prozac....Heart pills, Iron Pills, they say I am anemic, this pill that pill, let's have another pill, poke me stick me, everything will hurt me, push me, lecture me, nothing will save me..Bursitis, Arthritis, every joint on fire...hot feet cold feet, I wish I didn't have feet...Anxiety, Panic, I think I'm slightly Manic...Can't walk Can't sleep,  pain running so deep...Fibro YOU SUCK! I won't let you do this! it's MY life, MY DAY! I will enjoy it anyway! 

FIBROMYALGIA...you are a beast! you never relent..you chase me 24/7 and never leave my side! never! you are there when I go to sleep..hovering over me, poking and prodding, making my sleep miserable..and you are there every one of my waking minutes...always reminding me, poking, pinching, prodding, slapping, punching...the HELL out of me..why can't you leave me alone? even for a few minutes? 

mesmerizing adjective     / ˈmez.mə.raɪ.zɪŋ / very  attractive , in a  mysterious  way, making you  want  to keep   looking :

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pre·car·i·ous priˈke(ə)rēəs/ adjective 1 . not securely held or in position; dangerously likely to fall or collapse. "a precarious ladder" 2 . dependent on chance; uncertain. "she made a precarious living by writing"

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