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Each Day Already is a Challenge
A Texas Sunrise
A friend, William Taylor, took this picture. He visits Surfside Beach with his dogs almost every morning, watching the sun rise while the dogs prance about at the water's edge.
This is only about ten miles from where I lived in Lake Jackson, Texas. Sadly, I only visited this beach about four times in the six years I lived nearby.
Each day is a challenge. A challenge to get by without thinking about the fibromyalgia pains. A challenge to stay awake when chronic fatigure wants to take over. And a challenge to navigate through fibro fog.
I haven't been writing as much as in the past. For years, I wrote at least 500 words a day. Now, I'm lucky if I write 500 words in month. Sigh.
For more information about what my day (or life) is all about with fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue, chronic pains, IBS, depression and everything else thrown in, check this out:
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As I read a few stories and poems today, I thought about something that William Stafford said.
"We do not correct a piece of writing; in doing so, we question a life." William Stafford
Stafford started writing as a youth, but his first poem was not published until he was 48 years old.
In his lifetime, he wrote 22,000 poems and had 3,000 published.
None of us should give up. Robert Frost's poetry was first rejected. And Stephen King was among the many writers who had to self-publish their first works.
Keep your chin up. And write on!
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When my son was little and we lived in the same small town as Terry Bollea (aka Hulk Hogan) we often ran into him in the grocery store and at the gas station. He always wore his Christian Athletes Association hat.
When Derek was 3, he had his photo taken by my mom with Hulk Hogan at Orange Blossom Groves. That's where she worked, in the gift store. And Terry frequented the produce section and the gift store quite frequently.
We enlarged that photo to poster size and Derek took it to preschool to show everyone.
My brother "knew" Hulk Hogan because he followed wrestlers. He was jealous of Derek getting his picture with him.
Derek and I enjoyed watching Terry talk about Trump, the man that he has known for decades.
"When they took a shot at my hero Donald Trump, I realized that I couldn't be silent anymore," Hogan told Fox News ahead of his appearance at the RNC. "I had to step up, I had to be a real American just like all these real Americans here, and Donald Trump. I have a voice too and I want people to know, it's time to talk, it's time not to be silent anymore." |
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Huckabee made a comment on his new show Huckabee Today. I think that he might have been quoting someone, but I didn't get a name.
Think about what you have seen in other instances of people shooting into a crowd or a venue. What is the normal reaction? People try to flee, often times killing each other as they stampede.
Now think about the rally where President Trump was shot and almost assassinated.
Nobody fled, in fact authorities had trouble getting rid of people. They ducked. They prayed. And they stayed.
Huckabee said that most of us probably hadn't thought about that. I certainly hadn't.
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For those of you following my breast cancer adventure, I met with my hematologist oncologist yesterday. Our first appointment was quite informative.
For the next month, I will be taking a medication that is supposed to curtail the over activity of estrogen that likely helped trigger my cancer.
If I have tolerated the medication well, I will continue taking it, and have mammograms at 3 and 6 months. It is expected that in that timeframe, the tumor in my left breast will decrease in size. The most optimal result will be that it entirely disappears. But if that doesn't happen, it is expected that it will be reduced to a size that will be either watched or perhaps removed by surgery.
Surgery is not what any of my doctors want based upon my age, my many maladies, the medications that I take and the fact that when I do have anesthesia, it is always difficult to wake me up afterwards.
Let's pray that the medication works so well that the tumor disappears, shall we?
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