I’m headed in to Mass Eye and Ear this morning for a Barium Swallow test. This, naturally, puts my old ceramic chemistry days in mind
Barium carbonate has long been used as an ingredient in high-fire glazes, sometimes conferring unique properties upon glazes. One of the alkaline earth carbonates, it has also been used as rat poison (large doses can be toxic to humans as well) (source)
So, I’m gonna consume something that I stopped using in my glazes due to it’s toxicity? Oh wait, this is a different sort of barium. I should be okay. I will be especially okay because, post test, Jen and I will hit Dairy Freeze for a big bowl of butterscotch dipped vanilla soft serve!
The week
after next is my MRI marathon. Two sessions—the first is an hour or so,
the second is two plus hours long. I’m stocked up on calm-me-down meds
but still need to come up with meditative images and scenarios on which to focus while in the machine. It’s an open MRI this time—my extreme
claustrophobia will be less but not *POOF* gone. The illustration doesn’t show it
but, for both styles, my entire body goes into the machine.
If my life wasn’t funny it would just be true and that is unacceptable.
~ Carrie Fisher
Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of the overcoming of it.
~ Helen Keller
True but, c’mon now, I could use a break. I’d like to have overcome (PAST TENSE, dammit!) versus being constantly in the process of overcoming.
A good half of the art of living is resilience.
~ Alain de Botton
Who says: Hard times?
I'm used to them
The speeding planet burns
I'm used to that
My life's so common it disappears
And sometimes even music
Cannot substitute for tears
~ Paul Simon, The Cool Cool River
Fall seven times, stand up eight.
~ Japanese proverb
And if it’s bad
Don't let it get you down, you can take it
And if it hurts
Don't let them see you cry, you can make it
Hold your head up, woman
Hold your head up, woman
Hold your head high
~ Argent, Hold Your Head Up
My barn having burned down, I can now see the moon.
~ Mizuta Masahide
AND to paraphrase and add to Mr. Nietzsche’s thoughts:
That which does not kill me makes me stronger, more bitchy (yeah, I bet ya didn’t think that was possible) and gives me twisted, dark sense of humor.
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