there are times I run across a blogger who is having a bad day.when that happens I can so totally relate.case in point when we were having a Christmas Brunch hosted by my Sister Sandy,I had several seizures and than had to be helped the stairs to the second floor bathroom is.Celestine was in the bathroom with me in case I had an other one.while sitting on the toilet I had had a bad crying jag,because the seizures keeps me from enjoying being with my family.I usually have to sleep a couple of hours and take medicine for the monster headache that I get after a really bad seizure(most of them are).when that happens while Celestine and I are out we usually come right home for I can sleep.
The point of this posting is this,there are times that we all find ourselves feeling a little sorry for ourselves,and that's OK as long as it is just a short OH POOR ME AND DOES NOT LAST TO LONG.Then you pick yourself right up and get busy enjoying life again.THAT'S MY STORY AND I'M STICKING TO IT!
Thursday, January 7, 2010
ON HAVING A BAD DAY.
Posted by Mike Golch at 8:58 PM
Labels: A Thought.
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I think that we each have those moments of self pity. I hope to not be stuck in that feeling though.
Syd,I have my days when I can slip into this,and when I do I put on some Hammered Dulcimer must and feel like my old self again.
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