A Seasonal Haiku

No cutesy buttons with this one, just some interesting questions. 5 Favorite Drugs Store Items 1. picture frames (my drug store always has cheap and different ones) 2. miniatures (you know, little toothpastes, little shampoos, little soaps) 3. Hair color (ever since I started last summer, I’ve been staring at the boxes, daring myself to…

I stink. It’s not even ten o’clock in the morning, and I stink. I hosed myself down, and I still stink. I offend myself and therefore can imagine how others will react to my presence today. I am pariah, condemned to remain in my office or in the grungier areas of the plant for the…

It would appear that I continue to do quite well, according to my transplant coordinator. My incision is healing very nicely, I’ve lost fifteen pounds of superfluous water weight since last Tuesday, and all my bloodwork from last week looks good. I get to skip a check-up next week (though I still need to get…

I have lost involvement with this diary. The majority of the people I once followed closely have either disappeared, moved to a new journaling site that I find bewildering to use, or update only marginally more sporadically than I do. I have no access to this site during the day, which means that my free…

Our best friends are innocents. Instead of opinion, they offer acceptance. Instead of judgement, they comfort. They do not hold back, but love without reserve. We whose pets entrust their love to us Know that the price is paid in their leaving. Their flame is too bright, their love too pure Their trust too complete…

Anybody interested in a little irony? Remember back a little over two weeks ago when I took over both parking spots by my house because the next-door-neighbors kept taking both spots? Well, the day I did that the neighbors apparently left on some protracted trip. They haven’t been back since. By the time they return…