“Acceptance
doesn’t mean resignation; it means understanding that something is what it is
and that there’s got to be a way through it (or around it).” ~ Michael J. Fox
(and moi)
1. Accept that chronic is
enduring (pain, uncertainty,
limitations will not stop): you
must fight your way through
it--
2.
when
gardening gets too hard, write
love
letters to wild flowers;
3.
when
you can no longer run, stroll
s l o w l y… appreciating the land-
scape;
4. when
despair screams, “Quit
already”, bare
your teeth
and push;
5.
chronic
is enduring, but you can
be
too.
-
I spent two and a half hours of not-quite-quality time in an MRI machine. The first 30 minutes weren’t
totally horrible--I’m used to that--but after the first hour, I was ready to burst
out of the damn thing. The music was nice and loud, but the pounding was brutal
and louder. When my neck, my shoulders, my back, my left hip, my bladder and I felt like we
couldn’t take it anymore, I started brewing the lines you’ve just read.
(That isn’t me, obviously, the thing (mask?) they put over my face looks more like
the one wore by Hannibal Lecter. Hm, now I’m craving “some fava beans and a nice Chianti.”)
photo by Sixteen Miles Out, on Unsplash
- for Poets and Storytellers United--Friday Writings #67:
“love letters to wild flowers”.