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a full time artist, stepmother, radio personality, and mom to an energetic Chug dog, tries to get through the days without committing a felonious act. My life is a rickety Zen circus.

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Tuesday, July 05, 2011

there are days and there are Days. today is either one of them. :) i have always treated Time with great respect, and thought of it as a "thing" almost...think about it...all the ways we describe Time - wasted time, time flies, down time, etc etc. and i try to balance my time between volumes of work and "me" time. a visit to a specialist today put a whole new perspective on using time wisely & well. She is a lovely woman from Egypt, with her words spiced with rolling R's and slight inflections from her distant homeland. I adore her. we met before. today's visit was prompted by some bloodwork from February that my General Doctor tsk tsked at, and said "no wonder." so we are now watching & waiting to see what happens next. Dr. Abdulky sees the beginnings of RA. she wants xrays now, and follow ups in 6 weeks, when she thinks she may begin drug therapy. i say no. but will reserve my arguments till the time they should become necessary. The test is known for false positives, so i will continue on as before, but not put off any spark or inspiration that needs to find canvas or rusty metal or sterling silver for it's own voice. and that is pretty freeing, actually. the bloodwork today and driving across town for appointments and xrays and all that yuk just wiped me out, and i spent the late afternoon with my pillow and dreams. now - time for a walk with diva, and my secret pleasure - watching Deadliest Catch. shh- don't tell! how's that for hillbilly?

2 comments:

Kim Mailhot said...

Sending light and love and kisses on your booboos, HillBilly Girl ! ;)
Listen to that wonderful, strong voice inside telling you which was to turn and in what "time". It won't steer you wrong.

Deadliest Catch ? Really ????

henrysmom said...

sorry to say, yes...i won't go into how bad we felt when Capt. Phil died, but suffice it to say, husband and I have found our common ground. oy.