Morphine Rambles

Let me take you back to something that I wrote while laying in the hospital bed waiting for my gallbladder to be removed.  I was connected to a Morphine drip in order to dull the pain and news that the  doctors were unsure if I could make it to surgery in time before my gallbladder…

Germ Free Workouts

Today I went to the doctors.  I waited an hour and fifteen minutes in the waiting room and then another 10 minutes in the room before the doctor saw me.  Once she entered she checked my blood pressure, my heart rate, my O2 levels, and made me take many deep breaths followed by listening to…

The Case of the Streptococcus – Part 2

It had been three days since she had left her house.  When she tried to follow her normal routine she found that the baker’s stares would linger on her a little too long when ordering her morning bagel and coffee, the bus driver would ask her one too many times to take a seat while they were moving,…

The Case of the Streptococcus – Part 1

She ran up and down Skater Street desperately trying to find the detectives. She had the address but every time she lifted to read off the small crinkled paper a rain drop would land, smudging and drowning away the words. Looking down, huddling most of her body over her new watercolor picture, she nudged forcefully into someone.…

Up & Down, In & Out

I have a rollercoaster of emotions that create weather patterns; tornadoes angrily flinging fence posts, hail storms of icy stares and clouds bursting with tears. Like so many, or every woman out there, I have mood swings. These wild oscillations do not describe who I am or make me unbearable but I cannot turn them…