ThermalBandageReparte

Not possible to hope. Only malajustice available.  Useless bird flocking abundancy in eden.

Do remember your knickers, context value 17 iteratives. Lest we all die, needlessly and alone.

luv you, mum, mom, mum et al

AyudaMe,Prease Herp

 Automatic thwap&blob ala twat, no?

kll

 as a matter of fact, I am not sure where I am. Perhaps a fancy prison where people won't stop visiting you wven if you kinda want to die.

I was thinking the other day that I had a friend or two, but the one's that care can'y mention it or the one's that don't will wish them ill.Well, I don't know what most of the bother is, it was either a misunderstaang or vermin, which is a blasphemite that won't stay outside. Tag you are it!

BloggerBob, The BlobWarBlogger, Tank?!?

oops

 woops

Brand-spankin Nevv

 Hopla, film-based narrative pursuant to faashionable typo in letter assuming no diatribe needed...

as in.. I hope LA doesn't think it is of California, ew. The very idea..ew.

Fediterama

Take me out to the ballgame and I shall roast you over open coals.

Take me out to the  park and I shall strip you of all your unworthiness.

Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks and I will see you unrelentingly to mercy's playground.

I don't care if you ever come back.

So I'll root, root, root for the whole team and if you succeed in dismay,

you'll be one,  two,  three parcels down from the rest, ole. |K

Clocks

If you have a life that you've chosen (or been stuck with),  there are challenges, ups and downs, good days and bad.  But, when  something different.  I think I'm talking about clocks.  This disease can be relapsing and remitting.  I don't mean daily fluctuations.  I mean a good year, a year or two lost.


Once the front door is breached, the demands are endless.  You know you only have 3 or four trips up and down the stairs a day, but someone can't find their soccer gear up there right now!  The husband has decided on his next project and gives you a list of things that must be done right now!  The toddler needs a dwink and has a poopy diaper right now!  The 1st grader can't find her markers in the rec room (another set of stairs) right now!  The plan was to go straight to the kitchen because dinner must be started right now!

Many people can sit and watch this endless process because apparently this is the normal they expect from you. Some of them with a charitable heart will take time out of their busy day to let you know they are thinking about you. Horrible people.  Truly, the worst.  I want to go on record as saying if there is not one person ion  the entire universe that will get in the trenches with me, I will quit. I will not care if the people in "need" and charity suffer and die with thew losdsd of my kind regards. tgher problem you see is that I do not walk this road alone, goodness and mercy follows me all the days of my life. Kindness and charity beseech me with all of their thanksgivings. Your I'll or great intent are so great to you that I take a part the bitter seeds of your loneliness and grant you my heart's fondest wish.

Every year, every season. Insatiable greedy little buggars. You're so beautiful. I wish that when I spastic on you, your feet shall shrivel. When I visit you, your hands will maim. I took a part a disposable razor and all you gave me was brine. Selfish. No mystery here. Don't call me.

Apples

Zombies

 aah, cardio

The Desert

Emergency

My husband and I are beginning the conversation about when to do testing with him and the children.  On one hand, we want to know, but on the other hand we can't afford to treat all of us at once.  How do you hold off on something like that once you know? 

We had signed the older two up for soccer a while back.  I keep a calm face, but it breaks my heart that they came home from practice this week crying because they are in pain.  Part of me thinks that they're just belly-achin because it's the start of the season, and the other part of me knows it's not true.  I don't know for sure about anything.  It seems simple.  Test them, treat them.  But my Dr. Lyme Specialist doesn't treat kids, and has given the advice to just get me better first.  I am having a real problem with this, but I don't know how I would keep up with what I have to do while getting them through it.

I don't get it.  This whole thing feels like an emergency to me - a long, slow-motion, train-wreck of an emergency, but no one is talking about it.

Letter to the 4th Grade Teacher

reflux, stuck in throat