Hard for me to even sit in a chair these days, but I just felt I had to respond
Warm Painfree Hugggz Lori
At Sun, 8 Sep 2002, Naildoc84@aol.com wrote:
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>You don't know me, I'm just a face in the crowd, Someday you might understand
>me, I look just like you. Your sister, your mother, your friend. Today my
>face might be twisted, tear stained, and sad. Today I might not smile, I
>might not hear, I might not stand. Today, I live by today, When I first open
>my eyes, I get a glimpse of what today may bring. Am I curled up in a ball,
>lying in, my own silent dream. Am I able to make it to the tub, to relax, to
>get rid of the screams? IF i make it to the kitchen, to eat, to take my
>meds, maybe I can kiss my kids without a tear in my eye from the stabs, and
>the strain. Heading to work, I pray they won't see through me, Did my eyes
>clear up I have to look ok. If I leave today, there is sure to be rumors but
>how can I stay if the pain pounds like drummers. I've lost myself somewhere
>in the stabbing, the jabbing, and the throbbing. Somewhere in there was
>laughing, and running, and busy fun filled days. Where did they go, look
>what is left behind, A shell of a person, I'm hollow inside? If I look
>through my pain and stand outside of myself. I could tell you of good times
>and happy no doubt. But they are clouded now, by doctors, and tears. My
>story's no different from many you'll find here. Someday my wish if for all
>to know, the struggles we face, every day as they grow..... Adhesions are
>part of us, but not who we are. Please see past our pain, and look into our
>hearts. For we are Mothers, and sisters, and friends to all. But to us
>we're just looking to make it tomorrow.
>Kris Ann