As a wordsmith, you would guess I love words. I especially have had fun with the word cracked. It has so many applications, insinuations and meanings. You can crack up, but not crack down however you can be a crackpot. … Continue reading
I’ve been writing about my life with chronic pain for a very long time. It’s easy, after a few hundred articles or blogs, to slip into a state of assumption. This is when I assume you know what it’s like … Continue reading
Self-pity is a lot like dog poop. They both happen, are inevitable under certain circumstances and they both certainly stink. They are a mess when you step in them. They both serve little purpose in life and don’t … Continue reading
We have James Brown to thank for implanting that line into our lexicon. For those of us who are and have been living with chronic pain, this whole question of movement is one many of us have to consider each … Continue reading
I’ve been living with and writing about chronic pain, chronic illness and disease for over twenty years. I have seen and personally experienced many phases of this life form and it can be a bit startling. Over that period of … Continue reading
Yes, I’m a lady in waiting Not for an infant nor queen, I’m simply waiting for life To be kind to me and less mean. I’m always waiting for better days; A day that doesn’t hurt this much, Or one … Continue reading
It is often so much easier to complain than to be thankful. For some, it can become a habit; a habit of negativity that is more addicting than nicotine or alcohol. I’ve found it is impossible to be deeply depressed … Continue reading
I’m in a place I hate right now. That’s not like me, not to enjoy life where I’m dumped, placed or fallen. This is difficult. For those of you who may be new to my writing, I usually write about … Continue reading
On Monday, when I arrived for my radiation therapy, the machine was broken. They had two physicists working on it but the folks who came after me for later appointments were walking in and there we were. All of us … Continue reading
Sometimes the human brain reminds me of a pregnant woman’s belly. It just keeps stretching and stretching and then when it’s time for delivery of your first child and you realize a baby is going to come out of THERE; … Continue reading
Weekly Dose of Sue 