There’s A Pill for That by Lorraine Brooks
And its what we look like that matters.
People make comments that sometimes are cruel
And can leave our emotions in tatters.
We live in a world where performances reign
And if we are lacking or tired…
Or even if we are in physical pain,
We still want to do whats required.
We’re told there’s a pill for whatever we lack,
From energy, to building breasts.
there’s something that soothes your aching back,
There’s something helps you to rest.
There’s something to aid with your bloating and gas,
There’s pills that will keep you from eating.
There’s medicine that makes erections to last,
And stuff that will aid with excreting.
So off to the pharmacy, scrips to be filled,
And looking for fixes and cures.
Just one more tonic, or two of these pills,
And perfection of health can be yours!
But all of these things, while they may work for some,
They also may lead to frustration.
There’s some things you cant easily overcome
By relying on quick medication.
But also there’s people who may need these aids
For reasons that suit their conditions.
And those are the people we shouldn’t dissuade
From listening to their clinicians.
For me, I am different, as 1 is my “type”
And I get confused and defeated.
because if I listen to all of the hype,
I sometimes feel like I’ve been cheated.
Pills and elixirs, and lifestyle adjusting
Are not part of my repartee.
What I need is the knowledge that people are trusting
That I’m making choices best for ME.
So here’s my 2 cents, and its just my own take.
Everyone’s life is unique.
Do what works for YOU, the decisions you make,
Will put you on your own winning.
My boy Ringo is going to the groomer's today. He smells like a dog. A very wet dog! And while he is gone, I am going to get my hair done too. Hmmm, sounds like a very good thing!
I started crate training this week with my boy. The first day was just getting him used to the crate- lots of praise, treats, and putting all his toys in the crate. We did this about every 2 hours over the course of the day. Now when I say crate- he walk over and stands by it. I have to throw a piece of hot dog into it, to get him to venture further.
Yesterday, he stayed in the crate while I went to lunch. He was happy when I got home and of course is glued to my side, but he wasn't as agitated. I rewarded him with a long leisurely walk so he could smell all the things that only a dog can smell.
Today I moved the crate over by the window and got it out of the middle of the living room floor! Hurray! I have a pretty small place, so the crate is going to be part of the furnishing. The look I am going for is Early American dog- LOL.. Someday the house will be furnished and finished, but for today, we are just soaking up the sunshine and getting ready for Christmas.
This afternoon, I will wash the dog slobber off the windows and put up my Snowman, I found some green washi tape and will make a wall tree, pin a few ornaments on it, and display the rest on the bookcase. HO HO HO!
I found a neighbor boy, 18, who has agreed to help me with the lifting and hauling. My ribs thank him from the bottom of my heart. So today, I am grateful for nice young strong fellows!
Have a great day everyone!