Facing down my Fears with the help of Paul "Big Biscuit's" Jones
Judy's 14 Nov 2008 3 PM CRASH .
Dear Adoring Public,
I will release you from the bondage of your concern.
Yesterday I gazed with steely resolve into the Vortex of Despair with my Beloved, Paul Edmund Jones embracing me.
I have emerged with renewed sparkle in those same peering eyes. Yes, today I am once again humming and chirping happily. I even slept fairly well.
I know it is this Guru, PEJ and his Big Biscuits, that saved me.
Next best might be the Xanax I took?
On a High!
Judy (via jeff)
3 pm.... well, the high has worn off. Now I feel what the French would have called the mal de siecle [ - a sense of loss, disillusion, and doubt, typified by melancholy and lassitude]. Of course, it's the beginning of a Millennium and not the end of the 19th Century. Never no mind. I am a solid lump of ennui. Now that I have the chemical crowbar of Xanax coursing through my veins I experience not one iota of anxiety. All that's left is depression.
We shall overcome!
In the dumps, Judy
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1 comment:
Dear Judy,
Keeping up with you is like attending a fascinating class: one that covers not only medical issues but also gives insights into your character and parts of you mind we seldom get to know.
Love it all!
Most of all I love the statements about your test results coming back on the "good" side! Way to go, girl! Keep it up! If it means a few side trips down weird lanes here and there......just keep hanging in there!
Know that we are thinking of you and, yes, praying for your recovery (in spite of your own thoughts on mortality...which I find not so far off either!)
We look forward to that time that you can indeed be "back" to being that person you miss at the moment.......and, indeed, that person with such an added depth for all you have been through!
Know that our love is with you, gal!
Ann and John Dunker
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