some days...

Some days, when my body betrays me, my mind seemingly deserts me, in these times - it is all too much. Living with Celiac's disease, plus my many other food allergies, makes me feel sometimes like an unstable compound in a high school laboratory. One false move and something really unpleasant happens.

I remember Margaret Hutcheson, she put a cracked - and very hot test tube - into the waste bin in chemistry lab. But, unfortunately, someone had improperly disposed of some excess chemicals there, as well. Unexpectedly, BOOM. Fortunately, Margaret was OK. I think the lab teacher, Mrs. Rendell, probably suffered more than Margaret did. So, off to the school nurse for Margaret, and a stern lecture to all of us budding chemists by Mrs. Rendell. Very specific instructions on how to - and how NOT to dispose of unused chemicals.

It would seem that this selfsame lesson has yet to be learned by our society. Whether it is coal ash in a TVA retaining pond gone AWOL, or illegally dumped toxic wastes in abandoned warehouses all over America, we seem to still improperly dispose of unwanted or unused chemicals. But I digress.

Back to me. Seems I ate some bad chicken last weekend at a Barbecue joint on Hwy 100. My system now is thoroughly pissed off at me. The side effects of a food reaction are most unpleasant for me. Clouded thinking, inability to concentrate, anxiety, and intense emotion. All out of control and very unnerving. So, don't expect anything profound out of me today. Hopefully, tomorrow. But I can't promise anything.

Well, I started this post yesterday, but I'm finishing it today. Life is always full of surprises. Today is much better. I feel thankful. Awake. It is amazing how life is like a knife's edge. Such a slim boundary between joy and sorrow. How quickly, it seems, the boundary moves. Thank goodness for that...