Hanging By A Very Fine Thread

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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

Boxes, Hospitals, & The Immovable Insomniac

2015-10-29 Miss Poison Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing All Saints' Day, Boxes, Cat and Kitten, Dia de los Muertos, Exhaustion, Halloween, Insomnia, Migraines, Moving, Musings, My Brother, October, Packing, Poison In Lethal Doses, Rain, Samhain, Stress, Writing

I scored boxes at my local liquor store Monday afternoon. If you'd seen them piled up in the backseat of my car, you would have thought I was throwing the party of the century. For those that told me Barnes & Noble would not only have boxes, but happily give them to me; you're all … Continue reading Boxes, Hospitals, & The Immovable Insomniac

Family First

2015-10-282015-10-28 Miss Poison Anger, Family, Health, Heart, Honesty, Life, October, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Writing Anger, Family, Friends, Health, Heart Failure, Honesty, Love, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Siblings, Writing

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

2015-10-262015-10-26 Miss Poison Feelings, Life, Mondays, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Sadness, Tears, Writing Health, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Prayer, Sadness, Siblings, Tears, Writing

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

Morning “Rituals” & Fibromyalgia

2015-10-242015-10-24 Miss Poison Fibromyalgia, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Fibromyalgia Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Sleep Deprived, Writing

I'm sure most people have their morning "rituals". For most people, it means waking up in search of coffee or tea. It involves the most basic of things until we know with certainty where we're going (Work, school, the grocery store, etc.). I had a solid idea of how today would go, but instead of … Continue reading Morning “Rituals” & Fibromyalgia

Empty

2015-10-24 Miss Poison Emotions, Feelings, Honesty, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Cat and Kitten, Feelings, Life, Musings, Negativity, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Thinking Positive, Writing

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

100% Sore

2015-10-202015-10-20 Miss Poison Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Baseball, Donate, Fibromyalgia, Football, Hockey, Migraines, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Purge, Recycle, Reduce, Writing

Hello everyone! I hope you've all had a marvelous few days. Me? Not so much. I'm doing my best, but I'm covered in bruises and there are many more that have yet to surface. I can feel them. Not fun. 😦 While trying to pack and get my shit together (Waste Management must hate me … Continue reading 100% Sore

Time Is A Fickle Thing

2015-10-11 Miss Poison Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Israel, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

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

Know Your Rights

2015-10-10 Miss Poison Honesty, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Firearms, Honesty, Ignorance, Opinionated Views, Poison In Lethal Doses, Safety, Weapons, Writing

Author's Note: You can agree to disagree with me, but I feel that what I am saying is completely valid and I make no apologies for it. These are MY feelings. You don't have to share in them and I did not write this to argue, I wrote it because it's my perspective. Rights in … Continue reading Know Your Rights

Friday Feelings

2015-10-092015-10-09 Miss Poison Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Emotions, Family, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Siblings, Tears, Writing

What profound, intelligent things can I say today? I won't give myself that much credit as my thoughts are scattered at the moment, but hey, it has been known to happen. 😉 On occasion, I wish people wouldn't give me such rich material and expect me not to write about it (That's okay, the status … Continue reading Friday Feelings