Saturday, January 6, 2007
Even the holidays can't bring an end to my daily medications. This morning, rather than lay them on a simple table, I had to lay them out on a golden tablecloth. Theoretically, if I were to stop taking them, I'd die, at some point soon. I am at a pretty common age to die prior to the modern medical age. So, thank God for the modern medical age. Now if they can just find out what currently has me knocked on my behind for so many moonths. Only the pain killers seem to help with my daily fight, but rather than mask the problem, I want to conquer it. I want to see my daughter married and my grandchildren. I have much work to do before giving in to some disease. I will take anything that will keep me here and keep me vital--I won't like it but I'll do it. I want to see my children prosper and be happy. I want to be able to be there for them like I have always tried to be.