Thursday Post
As you now know Nick has had some health problems lately but to make things more interesting I have been having health issues as well. I really started noticing it a year ago. So I went to the doctor, nothing. It's was getting worse with more symptoms so I go to the doctor take blood tests...nothing. Then more symptoms, more blood tests, nothing.
Over the lat few months Nick and I have put a lot of time into trying to figure out but mostly trying to fix whatever has been going on. My Mother-in-law Nancy has dealt with similar issue with their daughters health so she's been incredibly helpful. I'm taking some health supplements that have boosted my immune system over the last week.
Tuesday was a pivotal night because it was the first night in years that my body successfully went to sleep at a normal hour (on it's own) then woke up at a normal hour (on its own). I felt great all morning and even all day. We were so stoked. The whole day I was mentally celebrating the success. Then today happened. Golly, what a wreck. Some people like to console their woes with food. Unfortunately foods seem to be one of my problems. LAME!
To top it off I had to talk to the grouchiest people at Kaiser, all in vain. I can't tell you how many times I used the word incompetent that day. FYI supposedly where they take your blood tests at Kaiser "they don't have phones" .... Don't ask. I might fly off the handle with that one.
Today's Post
I debated on posting this because it was mostly me complaining and wasn't super positive. To be honest I wasn't feeling super positive...at all. It was a hard day for me. I had big plans for Thursday! At least big for what I'd been feeling like lately.
Not to mention that Thursdays are my favorite day of the week. Nick and I have started a little tradition we call Friday Eve. For me, the anticipation leading up to Friday usually ended up in disappointment so somehow Thursdays became my favorite day of the week. You're not quite out of energy from the work week, there aren't half as many people in restaurants and it comes quicker than Friday. That was basically a really long tangent to help illustrate how very much I like my Thursdays. To have it ruined by not feeling well was quite a let down.
If all this had happened on a wednesday I would have probably been patient. On a Friday I would think "Oh well, Fridays can be temperamental like that" but for some reason my brain can't fathom something like that happening on a Thursday. That was the completely irrational thought process I went through all day. Some of you are judging me right now but you have weird things too. So, shame on you. :)
Last thought on this thrilling topic. Paired with my mourning for Friday Eve I kept thinking, "I wish I had a puppy or a kitten right now". Or even a bunch of them. Just for the day. I'm allergic to both so having them longer wouldn't have helped anything much but just for a a day would be nice. Right?
Since I'm on the topic of dogs... I've read several books lately that had a dog as a significant character. Oh geez. I tend to cry while reading books but throw a dog in there and I lose it. Like Anne of Green Gables Book 8. I won't ruin it for you if you haven't read it but the dog was by far the highlight of that book. And I'm not one of the people who really loves dog books or dogs in general for that matter but funny enough I wrote a poem about a dog too. Well it was more-so about our crazy neighbor that was smoking weed all the time but she had a dog that I felt really bad for. Poor dog living in a studio apartment getting hot boxed every day. So sad.
The Nameless Dog
Our neighbors dog we often see
In hidden view from parlor screen
He trods down, our cement way
With no others, for him to play
No grass or toys or slipper shoes
For him to sneak and take a chew
This poor fellow in stuck in inside
His owners home of weeds and pride
When she’s evicted or put in jail
Where will our friendly fellow hail?
To our door he tries to come
Perhaps to find a loving home
But then again the nag a hollers
And truest true he still follows
Does our friend see more than we
Is she not what we believe?
To our question we may not know
T’is for the faithful follow’r to bestow
We only hope that our nameless one
Will still be well when the day is done
If you were wondering I found out that the dogs name is Christopher. And I never in a million years would have thought I'd write poetry let alone anything about a dog.
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