And then there are triggers. My mother spent a lot of time with medical providers throughout her life. The last twenty were especially prolific with visits, procedures, diagnoses, and medications. Until finally:
Monday, August 31, 2015
Acetylcholine. Leukocyte. Sphygomomanometer.
And then there are triggers. My mother spent a lot of time with medical providers throughout her life. The last twenty were especially prolific with visits, procedures, diagnoses, and medications. Until finally:
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Hang in there, you'll get through it. In the meantime, lots of hugs for you.
ReplyDeleteHanging. I believe I will. I believe.
DeleteThanks for the hugs.
Your description of those words, "like friends with whom you haven't spoken in a very long time; the rhythm is off, the quality . . stilted." is spot-on. Sorry to hear this module had so many triggers for you, and best of luck on the ones coming up.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind words. I
DeleteWords definitely have a power to bring you to a certain point, especially when they are the type of vocabulary that only has use in certain settings. I hope the next modules are easier, emotionally.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteI love your description of your relationship to these words, though I hate that you have these triggers.
ReplyDeleteI will always love you, hence you have a life time pass to my listening skills and empathetic answers. (((hugs)))
ReplyDeletenina, you're a peach. Thank you. ♥
Delete"Words are my friends. But these are like friends with whom one hasn't spoken in a very long time; the rhythm is off, the quality . . stilted. " I loved this description. :) Hugs.
ReplyDeleteI am warmed by your compliment. Thank you. :-)
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