The Joy of Madness

Compromises

I didn't get that job I applied for. I guess it is for the best. It sent me into a depression last Thursday.

Last Saturday I saw a movie with a friend called 2064. I think that was the title. It was a Chinese movie that takes place partly in the past and partly in the future. It was very well done.

I didn't got to the concert. I didn't have transportation to come home.

I just learned that my sisters friend commited suicide. He was Bipolar. I am going to send a condolence card.

My Aunt is in the hospital because she has been taking too many painkillers like Alleve and Tylenol over a long period of time. She probably has cirrhosis of the liver. She has been having stress headaches for a long time. She had internal bleeding. Now she can have jello and grape juice. I have been praying for her. My Mom (her older sister) offered her to come recuperate in L.A. My Aunt lives in Houston. I think part of the problem with my Aunt is that she lacked health insurance and now she could need a liver transplant. Everyone loses in the end. I see this as a wake up call to me. I have also been taking a lot of painkillers and could endure serious side effects if I don't get medical attention soon.

I am going swimming at my friend Linda's house on Saturday. Tomorrow I am going to see a movie with my Mom. We are going to Broken Flowers. Today I see my therapist and tomorrow I see my Primary Care Physician about a referral for a gyno. I don't know why we need a referral to see a Gyno.

My friend brought me a mint plant in a cute pot yesterday morning. That really brought light to my day. She said to drink mint tea for my pain.

I wrote a new poem.

Compromise

As I dress myself today
I remember
the Cambodian children
who slaved to assemble
my Levi jeans.

I worry about the garbage
that I contibute to the
landfill called
Sunshine Canyon;
where children at a
nearby elementary school
are contracting cancer
at an alarming rate.

I worry about the bevy of
drugs I consume daily
and worry if they
will kill me like
they killed my friend Larry.

There are always sad
compromises in life.
Where does the sun shine?

Posted by Butterfly Emerging at August 24, 2005 09:00 PM