ever just wake up feeling pissy? probably because you went to sleep pissy...probably because there was some combustible combination of fatigue, stress, hormones, and a family tiff colliding to form a perfect storm of discontent? me either. but some of my best friends are pissy...
at the risk of sounding like pollyanna in a white cap, my work is really good for this - for treating episodes of nondescript pissiness. it's virtually impossible to move from patient to patient listening...crying a wee bit (not the hormones - you can't prove it)...talking about some seriously scary shit and not emerge with an altered perspective on your own situation.
today the sadness and intensity were a soothing balm to my mini wounds, somehow filling in the cracks and making me stronger. it reminded me of great stuff.......at our old house, mr. oncRN used to spray this funky foam in the cracks around windows, doors, and any possible rodent portal and it would harden to the consistency of steel - and it was called Great Stuff. if for no other reason than its name, we loved it and denied many a draft and city mouse entry to our house. maybe someone sprayed it on me when i wasn't looking.
of course it can work the other way too. i can start the day put together tightly like a 400 thread count sheet, follow the same patient trail as today, and end up feeling like guaze.
and if you see a loose thread...please don't pull it.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
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You have such an awesome way with metaphor. Many's the time I went home feeling like piece of gauze...
Beth
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I run until my lungs are ready to split open and at the end I'm nice again.
When Adam was a year old and had minor outpatient eye surgery I was pretty irritated because he was little and they were running late. "Housewife," the nurse said, "we are a little late for Adam because the doctors are making pupils for a 4 month old baby that was born without them."
I've not complained about my son's health since that moment.
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