Friday, June 12, 2015
Next time he's in clinic is Thursday a.m. Me worry? I'm trying not to.
Many of us are at the age. And guess what I'm dreading more than anything else?
Being on a permanent medical treadmill of appointments and tests. Like many. Comparing meds and Cat Scans and MRIs. Sole topic of conversation a long list of all that ails me. Goddess, no!
Zaps the energy, freezes the brain lobes.
Let me go to a corner, open a vein and quietly bleed out while the going is good.
Sorry about the mess.