Counting Down
Only a week away until there is a new President. Obama will be the 44 Th. President and Bush will be heading back to Dallas as a former President and private citizen. I was watching Bush's final press conference where he did not even acknowledge Helen Thomas who was sitting in the front row seat like she had done with Presidents dating back to Ronald Reagan. I did notice also how she hung her head as if she did not want to be noticed. This was so out of line with her character. In the past, she had been considered like the Grand Lady of the ball. It seemed like Ronald Reagan always took questions from Helen Thomas. The one major statement I took issue with was when Bush said" I came in with a recession and I'm leaving with one." When Bush took office the first time this country had a financial surplus. The surplus got used up and we are in so much debt. Unemployment seems to be on the rise and so are the job cuts. I am counting the days until next Tuesday. I am hoping for new and positive changes ahead. A vitamin jingle: Lutein is a routine, Vitamin D is not easy to swallow for me, I need a little coffee and honey so it doesn't taste so bone dry and funny, Beta Carotene taste like fish oil with red dye dripping from my lips, It won't be a scary scene if I take some water sips. The dye will be gone and I will go on taking vitamins every day. Routine is cool, but I am not a fool. This won't take my ailments away.
posted by seaside @ 1:44 AM
1 Comments:
At 6:18 AM,
Lew said…
A nice poem. None of us like taking pills. The only thing worse is getting medication by injections. As achild the thought of getting stuck by a needle was terrifying. But getting pinched isn't so bad. So our home town doctor would pinch my arm real hard and then stick the needle into the spot where he was pinching and kept pinching while giving the shot. The pinching pain was stronger than the sticking pain of the needle and made it so that I didn't feel the needle at all. Even though the pinching pain was greater, psychologically it was better to feel a pinch than a stick. This doctor was an old country doctor who practiced out of his house. Uou would enter the house and have a seat in a large foyer just inside the door. There was a bell above the door and when the door was opened it hit the bell and made a jingle noise. This alerted the doctor that someone was there. Sometimes he would be eating supper in the living room. I could smell the food and hear the dishes clattering. When he heard the bell he would just yell out from the dinig room that he would be out in a moment and then continue his supper until he was finished. A real old-fashioned rustic country doctor. After all, the town was like Mayberry. Have a nice day. Lew
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