Showing posts with label Pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pain. Show all posts
Monday, March 23, 2015
Words
Yet another lesson for me to be careful what I say. Words can hurt and one ever knows when a joke or tease turns into a knife!
Monday, August 12, 2013
I love my dentist. Often this love/lust/friendship is at the bottom of the list until a problem surfaces, then he pops to the top. And he is always there for me when I need him. Cavity, tooth-ache, cracked crown, tooth extraction, root canal, bridge. I've had 'em all. Some several times.
Lust comes in when the pain is so bad, usually beginning during the middle of the night, my choosing to wait until the office opens, that I yearn for his attention.
My preference is to stay in the chair as long as it takes. I bring my music (in the olden days a boom box and now my iPhone) and sometimes I will be his only patient for the entire day! Much better than going back how many times?
And as much as I love and value my dentist, sometimes I am in awe of how much money I have turned over to him, his office staff, his overhead, his family, his kids, their college funds. Oh well. Well worth it!
P.S. I might add that I brush often, floss, and Waterpik ... but the germies get me anyway!
Lust comes in when the pain is so bad, usually beginning during the middle of the night, my choosing to wait until the office opens, that I yearn for his attention.
My preference is to stay in the chair as long as it takes. I bring my music (in the olden days a boom box and now my iPhone) and sometimes I will be his only patient for the entire day! Much better than going back how many times?
And as much as I love and value my dentist, sometimes I am in awe of how much money I have turned over to him, his office staff, his overhead, his family, his kids, their college funds. Oh well. Well worth it!
P.S. I might add that I brush often, floss, and Waterpik ... but the germies get me anyway!
Monday, December 10, 2012
Breakfast with Buddha
From Breakfast with Buddha by Roland Merullo.
"Here is Buddhist prayer," he said, and he rolled off a few sentences, "All that we are is the result of what we have thought: It is built on our thoughts, it is made from our thoughts. If a man speaks or acts with evil thought, pain follows him, just like the wheels followed the foot of the ox that draws the cart. If a person speaks or acts with pure thought, happiness follows him. like a shadow that never leaves."
"Here is Buddhist prayer," he said, and he rolled off a few sentences, "All that we are is the result of what we have thought: It is built on our thoughts, it is made from our thoughts. If a man speaks or acts with evil thought, pain follows him, just like the wheels followed the foot of the ox that draws the cart. If a person speaks or acts with pure thought, happiness follows him. like a shadow that never leaves."
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
HINT FICTION: Falling
FALLING (Based on real life events)
I fell for the love seat. Painful, yes, I picked my bruised self up, vowing never to fall on or for the love seat again.
(24 words)
I fell for the love seat. Painful, yes, I picked my bruised self up, vowing never to fall on or for the love seat again.
(24 words)
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