Naked Truth.of how I used to look. Tall, slim, tattooed bum! Picture on my arm, a snake from which a past relationship spun. This is who I was and this is who I am. My hair is no longer long, short and to the point. This is me... who I some times like, but of late I have fallen out, with the inner soul. You see I'm lost, temporally out of control. People usually blame the weather, but I got a feeling of what's at fault.
The doctor has ordered a blood test to figure it out. So a little prick as the nurse stuck it in, I never look, I can't. Next week I should get the results and find out why I feel the way I do. Aching joints, swollen thumb, sleepless night and all.
We have had some crap weather what with cold fronts and isobars.. I had to thaw out my hands before I could attack the car. I have closed my window to the crowd that persistently ask the questions " what's up?" I grin, lower my chin and walk away. I'm done being nice, I have nothing to add... this painful condition is driving me mad. The doctor Say's it might be Arthritis Ostio or some thing? He then adds or it might or could be rheumatoid blah blah blah .. not sure, I wasn't listening, he wasn't talkin out loud. So I did my bit for red. No doubt tomorrow my arm will turn black.... I'm at work Easter Friday... what joy! I some times wish I'd been born a boy!! My appetite has fallen, half a stone has disappeared, I'm trying hard not to worry...blah blah blah...
