Here's the weekly best of what I've gleaned from I Can Has Cheezburger efforts.
There are some really creative folks out there.
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
LOLCATS WEEKLY ROUND-UP FOR 3 DECEMBER 2013
Saturday, November 30, 2013
NEW POEM: BABY BROTHER BLUES
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Talvikettu (Winter Fox), 2012-13 by Paula Mela
BABY BROTHER BLUES
When I woke up this morning
The light was fulla ghosts
When I woke up this morning
That sun was streaming ghosts
There's no place that don't have 'em
From caprock to the coast
My brown-eyed baby brother
He ain't with us no more
My brown-eyed baby brother
He ain't with us no more
The darkness kept on knocking
And he walked through that door
My mama and my daddy
They said they loved him same
My mama and my daddy
They said they loved him same
But mama held me closer
And handed me her name
The place we learn injustice
Live mighty close to home
The place we learn injustice
It mighty close to home
We learn to keep our mouth shut
Before we ever roam
It ain't my fault we lost him
They tell me that's a fact
It ain't my fault we lost him
A silver-dollar fact
But what I wouldn't do now
To whistle him on back
© Maggie Jochild; 30 Nov 2013, 11:37 am
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
METABOLISM
I have an A-list of sites that give me pleasure and/or substance to read. They are perused in this order: XKCD; ANIMALS TALKING ALL IN CAPS; BagNewsNotes; Hullaballoo; Brilliant At Breakfast; WTF Evolution; Clients From Hell; and final treat, NN. I get to raptly read Nancy's musings and links while enjoying breakfast, and digest it while reading the always interesting comments. By that time, I feel prepared to face the day, whether it's PT, nursing visits, begging for social services, or actually finding the energy to write.
I try to live in daily gratitude. It's a necessary counterweight against the fury of poverty. I am deeply grateful for all those in my generation who have refused to succumb to cynicism, isolation, and shame, and who still find a life's meaning in Making Things Better For All Of Us, however we can manage it. I am grateful each month for making rent on time, having a phone line and electricity (I have often gone without those three), for enough to eat and it not being entirely processed crap, for the unpredictability of cats and the unbelievable competence of some social workers & caregivers.
I am lucky beyond words for those who love me, who love me over time and across barriers, who accept my not-so-buried damage and make me laugh. I know to the average stranger, I look like a Lifetime movie gone horribly wrong, with the worst of endings, but most days, I am in fact happy. Pain and want can, for long minutes, be ignored. In my life, imagination has metabolized as endurance.
Thursday, November 21, 2013
I ENJOY BEING A GIRL, PART INFINITE
(Needle and thread under a microscope)
Night before last, Scout was acting terrified and hiding constantly. We eventually narrowed the cause down to the work being done on the roof, which was very loud and involved power tools. She apparently thought monsters were burrowing down at us from above.
She did not emerge from seclusion until 8 pm, long after all the ruckus stopped. She scrambled urgently onto my bed then and threw herself at me. I held her close and reassured her lavishly, and we fell asleep together.
But I woke up about an hour later with sharp pain my my Foley area. This happens sometimes when I sleep and get into a weird position. I did all my usual tricks to adjust myself, and not only did nothing work, the pain got worse. Finally, at 10 pm, facing a night of it, I tried pain medication.
Even that did not cut through the deep ache. I spent the night hurting bad, sleepless, distracting myself with games, movies, and holding Scoutie. Waiting for Tammi's arrival at 8 am.
Which brought instant relief when Tammi discovered my Foley bag lying flat on the floor instead of hanging by the bed, and the tubing stretched taut, pulling as hard as it could against the inflated bulb in my urethra. Returning the bag to its regular place stopped the pain right away. I still had residual tenderness, however, not to mention physical exhaustion.
And in two hours, MaiTe was due to arrive to do my monthly Foley change.
It is with miraculous relief I can report that MaiTe, an RN of consummate skill, was able to change my Foley with the least pain I have ever experienced. Tammi, her helper, gave a soft "Whoa" when seconds after beginning the "hard part", MaiTe declared "All done!" We are talking about experience here, folks. I have had no hoohoo pain since, and had a fabulous long sleep last night.
And with the roof work done, Scout is also back to normal. Preparations for Margot's biannual visit continue, and I can think of little else.
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
LOLCATS WEEKLY ROUND-UP FOR 19 NOVEMBER 2013
Here's the weekly best of what I've gleaned from I Can Has Cheezburger efforts.
There are some really creative folks out there.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
LOLCATS WEEKLY ROUND-UP FOR 12 NOVEMBER 2013
Here's the weekly best of what I've gleaned from I Can Has Cheezburger efforts.
There are some really creative folks out there.
Monday, October 28, 2013
LOLCATS WEEKLY ROUND-UP FOR 29 OCTOBER 2013
Here's the weekly best of what I've gleaned from I Can Has Cheezburger efforts.
There are some really creative folks out there. [Note: Final image has a spider in it.]
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