crusher

Today my head pounds to a different beat. my eyes hang half open.

To let this move on
Move through and over
Must be a miracle
To be and not be crushed
To smile with wisdom of greater days
To believe like you know
Fade into the surrounding lushness
Surrender to greater plains

Officially I have Tylenol (no more than 4 a day) and water, lots of refreshing water, as my arsenal against pain. Enough for most days - not enough for today. Inhale, hold, exhale: lessen the nausea, lighten the mood, broaden the picture, the perspective...ahh the mighty perspective, my most important ally. Wings that fly, view that lifts and separates. Just a small touch, not a blast. The pain is still present, the head still pounds, yet all is manageable.