It's no secret; I've had a rough two weeks dealing with a serious family emergency. If you've ever had to force a man (or any loved one) to go the hospital knowing that something was clearly NOT "okay", perhaps you can relate. My brother came out of surgery Thursday afternoon, a good three hours earlier … Continue reading Morphine Mania
Life
Fog
When I went to bed this morning, the fog was pretty dense behind my house. It rolled in out of nowhere. I think it's a metaphor for what I am going through at the moment. "It happened out of nowhere." Yeah, that sounds about right. I feel nothing. I'm an ocean-cleansed shell. For almost two … Continue reading Fog
Sleep Deprived
I spent Sunday running on less than three hours of sleep. As you can imagine, it was an incredibly long day. I pushed myself to go to the hospital. I was surprised I wasn't in and out in twenty minutes, as hospitals are more than a little traumatic for me. I managed to stay for quite … Continue reading Sleep Deprived
Hanging By A Very Fine Thread
I think what little is left of my sanity snapped Thursday afternoon when I received word that my brother will likely need open heart surgery, providing he is a viable candidate. If that is not an option, he will require a heart transplant. These are the kinds of words that make you want to sink … Continue reading Hanging By A Very Fine Thread
Family First
Yesterday morning my brother was admitted into the hospital with what is, as of now, a form of heart failure. The doctors are baffled; stating that they don't know how this happened because he is far too young. Unfortunately, he is far from being out of the woods. He is scheduled for a serious procedure … Continue reading Family First
Prayers & Tears
I contemplated being silent today because I'm not in a good mood, but I'm also too upset to pretend. I've had less than five hours of sleep. I tried going back to bed an hour ago, but I am unable to focus on genuine rest. That usually means doing what I always do when there … Continue reading Prayers & Tears
Empty
I might be writing this from the afterlife. Why would I say that? Because the truly gruesome bruises are gone, there's not a scratch in sight, and I feel...nothing. Perhaps empty would be the correct word. That can't possibly be normal. Though my warm shower definitely reminded me that my left knee is far from okay. I … Continue reading Empty
You Better Have Some Skills…
"You better have some skills in this world. You better bring something to the dinner party, or you will be the dinner. You will either have value or be grist for the mill — nothing more. I know it seems so unfair. I didn't make the rules. The truth is that the world doesn't have … Continue reading You Better Have Some Skills…
Time Is A Fickle Thing
This weekend has blown by. I've done so much in the last few days that I am struggling to move. The only thing that doesn't hurt is my hair. 😦 My new mattress was delivered earlier in the evening. The irony that I'll only get to sleep on it for the next three weeks is … Continue reading Time Is A Fickle Thing
