If you should go skating
On the thin ice of modern life
Dragging behind you the silent reproach
Of a million tear-stained eyes
Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice
Appears under your feet.
You slip out of your depth and out of your mind,
With your fear flowing out behind you
As you claw the thin ice.
~Pink Floyd~
I'm a socially inept gimp (I have Fibromyalgia, CFS, Degenerative Disc Disease, Scoliosis in my neck, and I've had a double-level spinal fusion at L4-L5-S1 - depression and anxiety, as well - and you can't take me anywhere).
I'm a Dallas Stars fan and have a Dallas Stars Tumblr page.
Find me elsewhere:
- Twitter (@fmslife)
- Formspring: Ask me anything
- Goodreads Profile
- My Fibromyalgia blog
- Tumblr's Ask me anything
- My book-related Tumblr page
My Wishlist
Please visit my Amazon store! While there is something there for everybody, I've listed a lot of pain relief and comfort items, as well as books and supplements, especially for people who suffer from a chronic illness or chronic pain. There is also the "Entertainment" section, which lists some of my favorite books, movies, and games.
I receive a small percentage of what is sold through my Amazon store, which helps me purchase supplies for my TENS unit, supplements, and, of course, more books. ;)
We’ve been adopted!
This is Smokie Robinson, a stray cat , at least 3 years old, who lives within our apartment community. Once we noticed him wandering around, crying in hunger, we started putting out food and water. Within no time we had a small blanket on the porch for him and he uses it frequently.
We are his new people.
If I take my chair outside, he’ll sit in my lap and purr and nuzzle me. If I don’t take my chair outside, he cries at me wanting to be held and loved.
I want to bring him inside and keep him forever, but I already have four cats (and management thinks I only have one). So I continue to feed him, give him love and a blanket, and I plan to take him with us when we move.
He is such a sweet kitty. I seem to be a magnet for cats, which has earned me the “crazy cat lady” moniker. But with as much joy as my cats, to include Smokie, brings me, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
