Life...sometimes

Thursday, May 08, 2003

I am a tall(actually, in my case short) hazelnut mocha...

Bubble Gum cleaner?
I've never really thought about it much, until today that is, when I was using the bathroom while pop was at the doctor, but why do public restrooms smell like that bubblegum flavor they have for toothpaste and stuff?(Woah, was that a long sentence or what?) Anyway, seriously, it smells like freakin bubblegum in there, which after some thought led me to these two follow-up questions. Now is it the cleaner that just coincidentally happens to have that fragrance a la bubblegum? Or...do they spray a bubblegum scent in there to MASK the gross-yucky bathroom odors? Maybe bubblegum scent is like the strongest combatant to the stench of the restroom...I guess there's actually more than just two follow-up questions..I think maybe I have just opened pandora's box, YIKES!

Mental Fog
Like I mentioned earlier, I took pop to the doctor this morning, for a check-up and we were there for only like 15 minutes before Dr. Cohen let him go. It's a good sign when the doctor doesn't have anything to say to us about pop, it means things are good...well, inasmuch as that there's no new complications to deal with. I mean I think there is plenty to handle as it is, with his shoulder and continuing aphasia/apraxia. I don't mention it much, not even to my close friends really, but it gets pretty hard for me sometimes. Not very often, but I think it hits me when I'm just sitting alone w/ my thoughts more than when something specific happens. And apparently, this is one of those times. This is one of the big negatories to having trouble sleeping. I mean, things are just a lot different than they were a year ago. And now, there's just so much frustration, denial, and I don't even know how else to explain it. It sucks because there's lil things that just hit me and drive me up the wall, things like being called by my name. And I hate it because I know these lil things shouldn't even be bothering me and that I need to be strong and all that, and I try to be, I really do. I pray to God every night for the strength, patience, love, and understanding, to see my family through this, carry them through if that's how it's supposed to go. But I think even the strongest of people(a company I find myself completely removed from), falter sometimes. It's really easy to think that "There's a reason for everything," and "This is all a part of a bigger plan," when things are going well, but THESE are the times I need to really remember those words and really hold on tight to my foundations. Funny, I didn't think I'd be venting like this...this is more of a pen-journal type entry, but my thoughts just flow more freely when I can write as fast as I'm thinking, well, not-so-much, but a lot faster than I can pencil it in...deep breath.....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Appreciations of the day...
-Coffee
-Hooters Hotwings
-Hooters Girls
-Expression
-Tests

"The only way to pass any test is to take the test."

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