A TALK WITH MYSELF 7-15-17
Being sick totally
craps, totally!
I am here, in my
apartment with another respiratory issue, calming myself by listening to music.
Oh, I long for some
form of human contact.
It is what it is…
I’m sick and I’m tired!
It’s not just a
physical tired but, so tired of being sick!
I ask the questions of
myself and of God…
Why am I sick a lot?
Why am I, at 61 years
of age, living in an assisted living?
Why do people question
my credibility when I know things to be true?
Why am I treated like
I’m crazy when I so definitely have all my marbles?
My emotions, like most
people scatter all over the place when I am sick.
God, who knows me so
well, knows my heart and recognizes when it is broken.
“One thing at a time”,
I hear in my head.
“One question at a
time.”
I usually don’t like to
think about the sickness that plagues my body.
From COPD, asthma,
congestive heart failure, venous insufficiency, Igg insufficiency are just some
of the illnesses that limit what I can and can’t do.
This is when I usually
have a talk with myself.
Sure I, like most
people, don’t like being sick.
I live in my own apt
but, I live in a community among friends.
Sure I wish my family
and other people could visit more.
Sure I wish I didn’t
have to ask, especially my family, for the necessities that I need.
(Anyone that lives, or
knows someone that lives in an assisted living knows, after rent and other
bills, there’s little to nothing to live on).
I go on and I thank God
for what I do have.
I have life!
I have so much love in
my life.
I have a computer in
which I can reach others.
I have so many wonderful people in my life.
Though sick a lot and
at really difficult times, I have to spend days in the hospital.
I go on though, by the
grace of God, I go on, usually happier!
I have God in my life and I am under His protection.
I do bounce back from these difficult times.
As I now, bow my head, I give
thanks to God for all the blessings He has bestowed on me.
With sincerity, love,
prayers and gracious gratitude,
Evelyn
Pinto
July 15, 2017
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