IS THIS A PHARMACY?
My bathroom cabinet used to have
just birth control and Motrin.
But nowadays it looks more like
a drugstore full of medicine.
My statin and my thyroid meds,
my Prozac and my vagisil,
my aspirin and my Premarin,
and, of course, my purple pill.
Then there is my husband's side
of scrips, there's quite a few.
I'll take a risk, (he might be mad)
and share a few with you:
His Rogaine and his Advil,
and I really shouldn't tell ya'
what his favorite scrip is:
I remember my Auntie Chickie's medicine cabinet. It was so filled with prescription drugs it looked like a pharmacy. I didn't understand. Well, the years have passed and I am beginning to understand all too well!
Many of my subscribers are aware that I am facing health challenges. Nevertheless, I still believe that laughter really is the best medicine and the blog must go on! If you have ever spent the night tossing and turning in bed as I have been doing lately, you may identify with the following experience.
I am pretty sure I am not alone in wishing, from time to time, that we could see into our futures. I have several friends that love to go to psychics. I have resisted that temptation. However, I do confess to the occasional urge.
It is impossible to encapsulate the value of friendship. Many have tried. This week's post is my humble effort. There truly are no words.
As we transition to Spring, it seems as though the flu, colds of every sort and generally yucchy stuff need to make their last hurrah. Nowhere is this more evident than when I am trapped on a plane and the inevitable happens.
Is it only me? Any stories out there?
It was one of those days. We lost phone service and even though we mostly rely on our cell phones, it disrupted other services in the house and we really needed it to be restored. Thus began the odyssey.
Any stories to share?
I have become my mother. I remember laughing at her as she ran back in the house, often several times, to retrieve things she forgot to take along before she took off in the car. Well, look who's not laughing now!
This musing is late because I was remiss in renewing my judismusings domain. Memory issues and procrastination are subjects for another time. But it turns out that my son Zack posted something today that I am compelled to share, so perhaps it was "b'shaert'....fated. Thus I am posting today, three days late but oh so timely.
From the desk of Zachary Schram:
Friends, a little life news: today was my last day at the State Department. I loved it here. So much for lazy bureaucrats, my colleagues were among the most dedicated, competent, intelligent, and courageous people I've ever met. It was an honor to work alongside them. I am grateful that they will continue to serve and remain a steadying influence on our ship of state.
As for my own course, I have been asking myself lately how I can best serve the country that I love, the country my grandfathers fought for, the country that has provided me and my family so much opportunity. I've come to the conclusion that I can best fight for our country, our Constitution, our diverse citizenry and pluralistic values, outside of the executive branch. For that reason, today I resigned.
As for what's next, more on that later. For now just this: thank you to my friends and colleagues at State. Keep up the good work.
From the desk of his Mom:
Proud of you. Hopeful for the future because of people like you.
As we age we find ourselves back at the dermatologist's office as often as when we were teens fighting our acne. Back then we didn't mind waiting because perhaps we were taken out of school for our appointment. But today?
Any anecdotes to share?