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Hospital Update

They didn’t keep me as thought, they gave me meds and allowed me to come home with a friend who will watch over me. They gave me strong meds which they asked me to take for a short period of time.  As far as my regular meds go, one was doubled and one was added.

One of the friends that’s popping in took the opportunity in the ER to photograph me about an hour after being given that “knock a horse out” cocktail. I just wish she told me to lay down that dreadlock that’s standing straight up BEFORE she took the shot.

Because of being plastered I’m taking a few days from doing any kind of real thinking. Right now it wouldn’t be within my best interest to attempt to …. well, to think too hard. You know how you think you’re okay to manage things only later to find out you weren’t? I’m trying to avoid that. I just need a few days and I should be back to my normal dysfunction. For now I’m going to camp on my sofa in the living room so I can watch TV and the fish tanks.

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Steven Tyler’s Superbowl Costume

Oh Steven, Steven, why? Why have you actually turned into a lady?
Here’s the photo set up. Superbowl 2012. The woman to the left is Karen Hensel from WISH TV Channel 8, the woman to the right is legendary Steven Tyler from Aerosmith.  When I clicked the photo larger tears began to flow my eyes…tears of laughter.
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Inspired Love List

I ran into a journal entry called Love List on the blog MotherLovely. For those of us with serious mother issues read the title again. It does NOT say motherly love, it says mother lovely. Anywhooo, the entry talks about looking around your house and noting things you love about your home. I like her idea for a number of reasons but for my purposes I’d like to change the angle a little bit and direct it to PTSD. She listed things in her home that she loves but I’d like to list things in my home that make me feel safe, secure, comforted and grounded.

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In Time

As I wipe away dust and fold clothes by the window I hear Jacquelyn tell me to pace myself.

I realize I’ve been gone for awhile. I look at the condition of the house and see that a 19 year old boy has occupied my home for nearly three months without taking care to clean it and without concern for the others who live in this head. At first I was irritated that so much needs to be done. Pay a few bills, do the laundry, take out the trash, wash the car (he seems to have messed that up too) and for the love of Pete get some good food in this body of ours. I can feel the difference. I can tell that a teenager has made our food choices. I don’t begrudge him though. I don’t.

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Picture Day

Still quiet, I know. Maybe quiet isn’t the right word. I just don’t care right now. I think that describes things accurately.

Although my words are few I do have a few photos and some new artwork. Uprising and the new Sisters in the Sun painting are now listed on my art site. I destroyed the very first version of Sisters in the Sun but I have my ways of re-creating things. :-) The new version, which is very close to the old, can be found here.

The photo of me was taken by my window in my favorite reading spot.

Therapy is going fine. The apartment is wonderful. I’m living. That’s about the size of it.

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Mudpuddles

For me the rain is dreary for Lea its time to play and splash about.

The water is receading quickly, which is a shock to me, it usually stays for day. It’s about half where it was just a few short hours ago. I figure Lea had her fun but then it was time for a nice soapy bath and a nap. She’s wrapped in her blanket and tucked in her crate snoring her little heart out. She’s my favorite little wet rat.

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Pasty doctor gives a reality check

I’m still here. I’m sort of withdrawn, closed up, not really doing much outside of dealing with the kittens and therapy.

I met my new medical doctor today. I like him. He had me laughing when he described himself as pasty and ‘pigment deficient’.  I told him not to worry, its okay. Poor thing, it’s no true. He’s not going to be okay. I’ve never seen the likes of it. …. anyway…. The guy is hilarious but he’s also very kind. When getting blood work done he stayed with me.

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