Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Keep Up Our Spirits
A friend of mine is undergoing surgery today for breast cancer. I called, thinking that the surgery was over, but it hadn't even begun which seems to be the typical protocol of all hospitals. Hurry up and get here at the crack of dawn so you can wait and wait and wait while your scheduled time comes and goes. But she had a great attitude and said she could sum it up like this, "I just want them to get this shit out of my tit." I had to laugh. We all hope that we could keep up our spirits, make jokes, and remain patient. But I fear I'd be in a panic and saying things like, "One valium couldn't hurt." Or that the nurses and doctors would be saying that after dealing with me for a little while.
I love how brave people can be in the face of danger. Prolonged misery seems to be my speciality, usually the self-inflicted kind. Cleaning out my office the other day, I found a photocopy that a friend had given me about positive thinking. It said something to the effect that we create every situation in our lives with our minds. To which I think bullshit. But I do know that we have some choice in our reactions. When I start decorating for my pity parties, I'm going to remember what my friend said. Good riddance to the bad, even if it hurts something fierce to get it out.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"The axe soon forgets, but the tree always remembers." Shona Saying
Drinking upcoming show suggestion: Nurse Jackie
Benedictions and Maledictions