Life’s not always pleasant!
It is now 4:20 AM, I guess you are wondering what I am doing up at this hour. Trust me, I am not an early morning type, I should perhaps be in the depth of REM (Rapid Eye Movement) sleep having some wonderful erotic dream, but this is not the case. What woke me up is the sound of rain, as well as my thoughts.
I have a member of my household who is terminally ill and she seems to be in her last days now. I pray for her to make her transition from this life, as we know it, peacefully. I don’t worry about her, she has been ready to accept God for many years now. I sometimes wish that my faith was as strong as hers. You may think that I am talking about my Mother. No. This is my Mom’s eldest sister. Unfortunately, I went through a similar situation with my Mother just under two years ago. It was easily the most emotionally traumatic period of my life! Rufie, please do not get sad when you read this. If it upsets you then just stop. I won’t mind at all.
Anyway, no more of the deep thinking, but I suppose that we can’t always be elated, life’s not always pleasant. Another reason why I’m up is that I’m feeling all gassed up. Yup, the same thing I posted about a few days back. Damn, I’ve been releasing some MAN SIZED FARTS!!! I don’t know why, I haven’t eaten anything unusual. I hope it checks soon. I work in a female dominated unit and the girls at work will not smile with me if I behave like the typical male that I am. I’m sure you know the saying, “Let fart be free!” I guess that’s another gender difference. Men generally have no problem with farting, unless it’s in situations where it would be considered impolite to release them with full force. Fret not, if it doesn’t check, I’ll curtail myself around the ladies. Better still, I could take the day off from work.
No, that should not be necessary, a nice thought, nevertheless.
The birds are now waking up outside, sounds as if they are having a chirping contest, each trying to outdo the other. A beautiful sound. If you are not accustomed to being up at this hour, it’s one of those pleasures in life that is passing you by. (I scarcely hear them myself, as this is not the hour that I wake up normally.) The rain has stopped falling as well. Anyhow, I’m going to see if I can return to bed and get another snooze before I have to get ready to go to, yes, WORK. If my mind is ticking, perhaps I’ll find something to chat about later, we will see. No anecdotes from the past at this posting. Have a good day at work (or play).
May 22nd, 2002 at 7:43 am Actually, there are a lot of men who have a problem with this farting thing. When you announce beforehand to them that you know men don’t have a problem with it, you sort of “shape” their behavior, so that they restrain themselves from telling you that you’re nasty… Probably you know that already, its a good strategy on your part. Birdsong rocks… I hear it every morning… Its pretty cool. Oh, and I vote for taking the day off from work!
May 22nd, 2002 at 8:05 am I guess MB Jr. is the one who is responsible for your hearing the chirping of birds every morning by his early rising. When the day comes that I am a Father, I guess my waking time will change also. Regarding farting, bear in mind that this is a normal body function. It is society that has decided that it is not a polite thing to do in company. In a similar way, society has dictated that we should wear clothes and frequently frowns on nudity, another thing which doesn’t bother me. Over the years I think I’ve become pretty liberal with these issues and being a doctor, one has to be reasonably open minded as well. Trust me, patients confide in us and tell us some very personal things about their lives. Adopting a very neutral response to these things in life that we all get into from time to time, is the way I approach these issues as people don’t want to be made to feel that they are abnormal when they divulge personal issues to you. In many cases as long as one appears to be listening in a caring way, that alone can help the therapeutic process. In other words, people need to talk and share experiences. Getting too long ‘winded’ now. I wonder what my visitor Richard has to say about things of this nature?
May 22nd, 2002 at 11:36 am Hey Dr. D, don’t worry about me….we all knew that it was coming sooner than later and although with that said, it doesn’t discount that dreadful feeling you get in the pit of your stomach, I just thought I’d say it.
May 22nd, 2002 at 2:47 pm Hey Doc, sorry to know the sadness the situation with your aunt is causing you. The time you chose to reflect on the sad fact, is certainly familiar with me, as my system is usually up way before that time most days. Don’t know for certain why I won’t sleep for long these days, but it sure leaves me time like you to reflect - perhaps a little too much, on the bitter sweet experiences of life. The melodious sound of early morning birdsong is always one thing that helps to remind us that life is sweet despite everything. Say a prayer for your aunt. Goodluck today.
May 25th, 2002 at 9:09 pm Kruger, thanks again for your input. Have you ever thought about getting a blog? Your words sound so rhythmical. Yes, the early morning chirping of birds is one of life’s great experiences.