Nor’Easter Niko stopped by yesterday. It is extremely cold still and Niko blew most of the snow into one big pile from the gale force winds he was providing. All in all, it could have been far worse and even though I didn’t get a snow day I got out of work early. So Yay me!
Tomorrow starts a small warm up. Come on 47 degrees!!
Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
— John Donne
He died almost a week ago. He was young, filled with promise. He had a future to yet be discovered. He was someone’s child, sibling, grandson and friend. He is gone now and all that remains is the question why?
Coulrophobia is a fear of clowns.
I’m not sure when or why I developed a fear of clowns. It’s real and it’s weird. Clowns are basically harmless. Well, unless they are associated with Stephen King…then not so much. I think the only clown I’ve never been freaked out about is Bozo. I think it’s because I once had a Bozo punching bag. Perhaps it was a bit therapeutic to have a clown I could punch.
I’m still freaked out though…
I’ve been lucky these last few months. I’ve felt pretty good in general but with Rheumatoid Arthritis my good is someone else’s very bad day.
This is a representation of how I feel today. The weather was rainy this week, coupled with a cold spell settling into the region and a stressful, sleep deprived week and this is what is left. A person who feels broken from the inside out. My feet are swollen and my hands as well. It hurts when I take a breath because my costal joints are inflamed.
I’m luckier than most that I can get treatment for my disease. I also consider myself lucky that I do not have something far worse like Crohn’s Disease which is also an Autoimmune disease. So although I feel like roadkill on a winter day I’m still living and pushing through it. Everyone has something…this is my something.
When faced with these types of natural shut ins I of course stuffed my face and binge watched Netflix. Unlike this poor bloke.
Snow or no snow these guys are always at their posts. This friend is what dedication looks like!
I dug out some space for the dogs to roam around. Neither dog was happy with the snow. It was wet and cold and lets face it…my dogs are princesses.
We dug out on Sunday and headed back to work on Monday. It was a lot like that time I didn’t win the Powerball.
This morning I heard that David Bowie died. I immediately went to Labyrinth. What a great movie and he was perfect as the Goblin King! I imagine with most people he will be remembered for his songs.
I will never forget when I saw him sing Little Drummer Boy with Bing Crosby on the The Crosby Family Christmas Special. It was a performance that stayed with me. David’s passing made me think about when Elvis died. Everyone asks the question…”Do you remember what you were doing or where your were when Elvis died?” Same could be said of John Lennon’s passing. Don McClean sang about the day the music died about Buddy Holly.
My answer isn’t profound in any of their deaths. When I first heard of David Bowie’s death I was sitting at my desk at work. It was a Monday. It was cold. A talented man was called home and those who love music were moved.
This morning I’m reading the news and I realized this world is getting worse by the minute. Let me narrow down my angst. Donald Trump!
Is this really the best the GOP can come up with to run our country. I get that people like that he speaks his mind. That’s great. He can because he’s a billionaire. So if he goes to Washington and acts/speaks the same way as does now what does he think is going to happen. Look who is in Congress…millionaires. They do not care if he wants something. He degrades women, anyone not white and thinks his Military School attendance is the same as being in the Military.
All I’ve got to say is oh my goodness. I might really have to vote for Smokey The Bear because at least he’s good in a crisis, lol.
I read the news too much. I think that the world is all screwy and I’m not a fan of crazy people. What I like are pictures of Dogs. I like to read. But I’m pretty sure I shouldn’t read the news.
I like Star Trek…but not the pilot episode. It was wicked creepy. The Vulcans are cool because they have pointed ears. I’m all about things with pointed ears. You know like Elves, Stitch, Zelfs and that girl on the eye drop commercial. I’m fairly certain she is an elf. I watched the movie The Santa Clause with Tim Allen…they were all over that movie.
So today I’m rambling. No I do not have a head injury. I’m just annoyed by the news and can’t direct my angst properly.
Oh well. I think I will just read my book and have a water because that’s just how I roll in the Shire.
I’m not in remission any more. I miss it. I have Rheumatoid Arthritis and I recently know two people who died of complications with RA. First, was a woman I used to work with years ago. We had mutual friends and when I heard she was dying I was shocked. The second person was a young woman in my support group. It made me more determined than ever to do everything I can to push this stupid disease back into remission.
If only it was that easy. My hands and feet are swollen all of the time. I have inflammation of my Costal Joints which makes it painful to move and breathe but I’m luckier than most. I have a cheerleader who keeps me pumped up. She doesn’t let me give into the pain.
I’ve always been determined not to let RA define me. I may have to make adjustments to my life but it will not become the center of my life. I have too much to do, lol.
What drives me crazy is those who compare RA with OA (Osteoarthritis). It’s not the same. Yes my bones and joints are affected like OA but it is completely different. I have an autoimmune disease. My body is attacking itself. OA is a natural wearing of your joints. It’s not the same.
Please stop telling me if I drink Apple Cider Vinegar I will be healed…because I won’t. Stop telling me its mind over matter…because it’s not. Please stop telling me you were healed by your Chiropractor because I won’t be healed by an adjustment. So in short…Just stop. I thank you for your concern but you don’t know what you are talking about.
That is all.
This week a woman from my past has come Home and it made me reflect on years gone by. My Mother was right when she said time flies by too quickly. When I was younger I thought it moved to slowly and now I wish it would slow the hell down.
Take a moment today to reflect on a person whom you haven’t seen in a long time. Give them a call even…you won’t regret it. They only thing we ever truly regret are the things we did not do.