My Day at the Doctors
What a lovely day it was. I just love being told that I am going to be in pain , possibly, for the rest of my life. I love being told that I have to take awful pain killers everyday. I especially love being told that the next attack could be my last. I don't feel scared, just really %&*%&^ off. I want to raise my middle finger to the world and say do your worst. Take me on.! It almost empowers me. Does that seem wrong?Should I feel empowered even though I could die soon? I don't know. But enough of that. Keep looking for new blogs with my songs and poetry on them. There will be more soon.
