Category: disapointing
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Time Heals all Wounds…
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Back in the saddle, and a very Happy New Year, everyone! There once was a majestic bonsai tree, regal and noble, the best in my bonsai collection. Then something happened to me, and I could no longer take care of any of them. Members of my family took turns watering, with me watching helplessly from…
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How to Frazzle a Friday…
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not our fridge, obviously! It began like any other Friday, with just enough time to clear the emails and check our website before the week’s shopping was delivered. I remember feeling a little apprehensive about my next hospital appointment. I have learned to work through the pain these days, so most of the time I…
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The Long Awaited day…
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I wasn’t quite sure how I felt when I woke up on Friday morning, so it was a very confused woman who staggered to the car. For days, I had been fighting a feeling of vague disappointment, so sure that this long-awaited appointment would be a waste of time, like so many before. (It usually…
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Jessie…
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I have been suffering with one medical thing or another for most of my life. Most of the time, thanks to my strong sense of survival, I have managed to cope, stuff most of the misery into a box, and get on with the business of living. There have been a few serious lows when…
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A Sorry Saturday…
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It is gloomy outside today, and despite having the light on in my office, it feels pretty gloomy in here too. I keep pushing all those negative thoughts and feelings away, but they don’t go far, sneaking back whenever I try to think of better things. Much as I hate to admit, I think the…
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The End of the Road…
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Yesterday morning was one of the worst mornings I have had since this miserable situation began in March of this year. I awoke with tears in my eyes, tears I could not stop for almost an hour. There was no particular reason; I wasn’t thinking or feeling anything particular. My brain doesn’t switch on until…
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One of the worst days…
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Yesterday began like most days. I awoke in agony, triggering a mini bout of depression, wondering when I would get the next blessed hospital appointment that I was waiting for. The latest bulletin was ‘sometime in December/January’. This seems like an awful long time to wait, but then I have been in pain since before…
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Silent Sunday…
Mother Nature has thrown everything at us this past week, but I am happy to report that today the skies are blue and the sun is shining. I seem to have had every emotion thrown at me too during this complicated week, but like the weather outside my window, I am all sunny and smiling…
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The writing on the Wall…
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“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor WitShall lure it back to cancel half a Line,Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.” This post was inspired by Omar Khayam and is about the way my life, and just everything else, it seems, has changed lately. I…