Let it...Rain???? That's about all we'll get down here in SW Florida. Let it rain, and pray for a cold front. Let it snow doesn't sound practical for sub-tropical weather. But what do I know. I don't know if I have a frozen heart or not, but I definitely know there is ice in my veins. I'm anemic, and while it was humid outside and my body didn't feel it, my hair sure did.
We had a very humid Christmas and Christmas eve. I also got sick on Christmas Eve day. My son gave me his cold. Ah, what a wonderful Christmas gift to have.
Unfortunately, my brain is mush and I can't think straight. I've been busy not only being a caregiver to my husband, but my husband's step father. He was 86 years old, and he started dialysis about a month ago.
Realistically, the doctors or nurses should have only prescribed him to be on dialysis once and see how things went from there. Instead, they put an 86 year old man on there for four hours. FOUR hours. The other old people in there were on dialysis for less time than that. What is wrong with people.
Ugh!!! I really can't think about this right now. My poor father-in-law (or so to speak), passed away on Christmas day. I'm still trying to reel it all in.
Enclosed is a poem from William Blake that I found on Sunday when the prompts were given...How weird that this poem would be relevant in such a time like this....
O Rose thou art sick
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm;
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy
(Poem can be found by clicking here)
(Random) (Blog) (Picture)