the best of and the worst of.

The smell of hospitals in winter, And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters but no pearl. . . -┬áCounting Crows I had a spectacularly shitty medical day today. Truly. Lots to tell. I've also had some wonderful times with my nearests and there are some soul stirring things I want to share…

sick season is here.

I woke up to the plague yesterday morning. It's "just a cold" to a normal human - but I'm not a normal human anymore. I'm immunosuppressed due to a combination of RA meds. So I feel like I have the most terrible case of the flu I've ever had in my life - though it's…

getting back up.

It has been the worst few days, physically and emotionally. Monday afternoon, my precious bestie left flowers and prezzies for Sara and for me on our front porch - even though she was sick herself and out of spoons to boot. She is just the very best. And the extra love was much needed. Hell…

feeling small.

we are frail, we are fearfully and wonderfully made forged in the fires of human passions, choking on the fumes of selfish rage and, with these our hells and our heavens, so few inches apart we must be awfully small and not as strong as we think we are. - rich mullins   We had…