Flat-footed Friday

Flat-footed Friday, but not for long. “We put our hope in the Lord. He is our help and our shield. Let your unfailing love surround us, Lord, for our hope is in you alone.” Psalms 33:20, 22 NLT. I enjoyed my wife’s visit, and it was wonderful to have the privilege of eating orally scrambled eggs, salsa made with tomatoes from our backyard, two pieces of chocolate, and a cup of water with a straw.

I can put my big boy pants on figuratively and move past my disappointment with the medical profession’s lack of acumen concerning ALS and how it pertains to me, or I can waste my precious time with whatever… I choose the former. I choose life, light, liberty, and laughter.

It’s just that simple. I can reinterpret the ad nauseam of mismanaged care or flounder in depressing awareness that the monster has allies. I’m pushing on to the fresh air of new horizons of hope. I’ll pause and present my situation to people whose job it is to untangle the unfortunate situation of patients whose rights have been trampled on.

So, until my wife or someone else not belonging to the facility staff feeds me orally, I will focus on how I am still able to chew and swallow. I have enough sense not to need a test to figure out where it goes each time my butt is cleaned. Simplysaidbysimon, Let your smile be the treasure of someone’s day. ALS – Acumen Lacking Something. Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former. Albert Einstein.