Good days Please come again...
Now I have had a few omelet days. I think that maybe that is heaven. The good days in life, that is what makes us belive in the good.
To belive in something that makes life worth living. What would I miss if live felt like hell? Maybe that is hell?
Or maybe that is heaven? To learn that the good comes with the bad.
You can never enjoy the good, if you haven't had the bad!
And I get that theory, because I would never dance, eat, exercise etc if I had a bad day. But when I have a good day, i would do all of the above + a hole lot more.
If I could have just one day with no pain, esophagus spasms, and a healthy lung I would go hiking, mountain climbing, go cross country skiing in Antarctica. take a dog sled ride, Work as a dermatologist, and take my boy out for a travel around the world.
Okay so I need more than one day to do all that.
I guess that means that I have to fight to find something that will make me better, or a cure. Because I need about one good year to do it all.... I need heaven on my side that year.... one year of omelet days :)
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Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
11 Saturday....
Today is one of those day I never thought that I would have, ever again.
I have actually cleaned the hole house. I have been through my jewelery, and thrown out the ones that were broken. I have washed clothes, and the kitchen is looking spotless.
And..... drum roll please.......... I have eaten an omelet!
I have promised my mom that I am not going to lie about how I feel. I have a problem in that area, I am so used to not telling anyone how much pain I have been in with my back.
I always had this feeling that people wouldn't be around me if I told them every time we were together that I was in pain. So I started to hide it, and I became very good at it, a real pokerface.
I also had this idea that if I cried "wolf" to many times that no one would listen to me when I needed help.
And I did feel just that when I told the doctors a year ago that something was wrong with my lung.
This one doctor he said that I only had withdrawal pain. He wasn't to cocky 3 days later when I was put on the respirator.
There is one thing I have realized over the last year, I know my body better than anyone, and no one is ever going to tell me than nothing is wrong when I can feel it with every bone in my body.
I was going to write after omelet : But it doesn't stop there.............. I have not been lying on the couch after words in great pain!
But that would have been I lie, and I am never going to lie to you or to myself ever again. If I feel sick, then that is what I am going to tell you....
I have actually cleaned the hole house. I have been through my jewelery, and thrown out the ones that were broken. I have washed clothes, and the kitchen is looking spotless.
And..... drum roll please.......... I have eaten an omelet!
I have promised my mom that I am not going to lie about how I feel. I have a problem in that area, I am so used to not telling anyone how much pain I have been in with my back.
I always had this feeling that people wouldn't be around me if I told them every time we were together that I was in pain. So I started to hide it, and I became very good at it, a real pokerface.
I also had this idea that if I cried "wolf" to many times that no one would listen to me when I needed help.
And I did feel just that when I told the doctors a year ago that something was wrong with my lung.
This one doctor he said that I only had withdrawal pain. He wasn't to cocky 3 days later when I was put on the respirator.
There is one thing I have realized over the last year, I know my body better than anyone, and no one is ever going to tell me than nothing is wrong when I can feel it with every bone in my body.
I was going to write after omelet : But it doesn't stop there.............. I have not been lying on the couch after words in great pain!
But that would have been I lie, and I am never going to lie to you or to myself ever again. If I feel sick, then that is what I am going to tell you....
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