December 17, 2011

  • Wash Day

     

    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    I have no idea what got into the Beast today but he decided to help me out with the wash today.  He actually FINALLY believes that my feet are causing me major problems and I need the help.  He got everything in the washer and then the dryer.  He hung up what needed hanging up but I got to fold everything.  Everything means I did the underwear (mostly his), the tshirts, the towels and dishrags, Chewlee's clothes, his mound of socks, sheets, etc.  He made one mistake but I can fix that and restore the white that is currently blue.    He washed all the new tshirts and underwear he had bought for himself.  He really needed that but now he needs to go through all the underwear in his drawer and get rid of the worst of it.

    I'm still not feeling well.  But, I have only barfed once today so that's a plus. laughing  But I am at least able to eat something and keep it down.  I've just been cautious about what I choose to eat.  Anything greasy makes my tummy revolt.  I expect that I will be getting better from this point.  I'm kind of grateful that I won't have Chewlee for a few days.  First of all, I don't want her to get sick if this is something *catchy*.   She wears me down when she's here just with how active she can be.  But I will miss her because she is so cute and funny without realizing it.  I love to talk with her and see how her mind works.  She has her own opinions about many things and you can't shake her convictions.  All you can do is say, *Well, wait and see.  You might find out differently when you get older.*

    I've been thinking a lot about mortality lately.  I guess we all do when you've been suffering for any length of time.  Be it an illness or injury, it wears you down little-by-little.  It makes me angry that we don't have any control over when we die.  Our medical know-how hasn't reached the stage where it can prolong life except for curing various ills that were once fatal.  But, I know in my heart that we will reach for and actually reach the stars in the future and I want to be there to see it happen.  It angers me and also makes me sad that I won't be here to see it happen. 

    I've seen so much technology in my short life and I saw when man stepped foot on the moon.  Amazing.  Incredible.  And just a first step.  Next stop....Mars.  After that, who knows what technology might uncover.  Using wormholes to move from one point in the universe to another?  If you can imagine it, someone might actually find ways to make it happen.  How I would love to be around to see it all.  The best I can hope for is that I will be reborn at some future date but I won't truly be ME.  I will be a new spirit in a new situation.  I can pray that I maintain this curiosity and the desire to be a part of it all.

    But I am not gloomy, don't worry.  I want to outlive the Beast so that gives me the drive to keep going and try to overcome the pain and other problems.  I love my life minus the present problems I am experiencing.  I will heal, I'm sure.  IF the neuropathy doesn't get better, well, I will just have to make adjustments.  I don't have any endurance but I am working on that, little-by-little.  It took time for me to lose it when I first hurt myself so I know it will take time to get it back.

    I'm having some problems with my internet today due to storm clouds so I think it's time to get this posted.  Love you all and I wish you a wonderful Holiday season.  Merry Christmas to all.