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If you only knew what a few pennies and a few minutes of your time to donate your time. How many people will possilbly survive the Breast war that cancer has caused them to loose it or possible their life... Help find a cure place a donation when asked do not wait till it is your mother or sister in need....
what rest can do when you do sleep and wishng others like me to well if they can finally get some rest.....
While I speak You've so much to think. While I show You've so much to see. While I teach You've already learned it all. While I do You've already done. While I am You already are. While you listen You really don't hear~
those of you who have this illness probably know what I'm going through. i pray for others like me now and hope we get better very soon.
It is alright to walk on a tight rope~~~~ even if you are a tiny lady bug~~~~~~~~~~I changed the title to get a few more views and maybe a new comment or twoit s not all that bad of a write my friend.....
My insomnia..
I need some java.
My Father fought the cancer alien and won!!!
Many people you wouldn't know suffer from this problem, It can be brought on by many different ways, mine through battles of operations i've fought in my life, it can get dangerous to oneself if not treated so just take care of yourselves!
This describes a mental health issue I was experiencing one time
written observation on a train
Words spoken but can they be heard Hearts broken with just one word Weak is how the broken feel Until they find the strength that helps them heal
For all the Allergy sufferers does anything actually work on u people or just like me you all suffer??
Deep relaxation.........
this is based on a word i use to make me laugh along with my thought just picture your male neighbour in a skirt then say tommy hackle and take a deep breath im sure you will start laughing .
You make me laugh then again you make me think that being overweight is not a sin. You look at me and say your not as heavy as you seem to think you are no belly in the way for y o u. Just a sense of humor that does shield you
Darkly, dimly in your mind I can read the thoughts that haunt you Terrors that wake you in the night And leave your sheets asoaking Your legs tremble as you run in sleep To escape those terrors in your mind Yet still they bounce around in the
The Capgras delusion theory (or Capgras syndrome) is a disorder in which a person holds a delusion that a friend, spouse, parent, or other close family member has been replaced by an identical-looking impostor. Imagine, if you will, that one by one your friends and family– the people closest to you– are being removed and replaced with exact duplicates. Although they are identical in appearance and manner, you are certain that these people are not your loved ones. They are impostors. While most people would become deeply paranoid in such a scenario, there are some individuals who experience such things every day without fear… and just wonder, “why?” Such is the life of people stricken with Capgras’ Syndrome.
She talks alot and rarely asks She changes topic so quick Distraction is her ruler Medication to help thoughts stick Neglect can be a problem And she has a short temper She forgets to keep appointments Its really hard for her 90 miles a m
it is about my fight for life when i was young agains child hood cancer called (all)acute lyphloblastic lukimia and i love it because it give hope
I have a friend who is really considering laser eye surgery so I decided to write a poem about it lol. I'm an odd one, I know :P
Time changes attitudes
This is in memory of my resident
I hear in the distance You ask me what can i do for you and you mean it too. All the nurses and PCT try to make me feel better every step of the day. Trying to make the person i was before this procedure. It makes me feel all the RN a
Something recent...
Lotsa introspection going on lately...
Even though of age you are you move with elegance and grace. You put a smile on everyone's FACE. Your music flows in and through people making them want to move and grove to the beat. Now it is your turn to dance to your music set
The Cotard delusion is a rare psychiatric disorder in which a person holds a delusional belief that he or she is dead, does not exist, is putrefying or has lost their blood or internal organs. Rarely, it can include delusions of immortality.
Written awhile back...
For My Mom who was in the hospital
anger is red danger. but a familliar stranger. so it came as no. at the times i have paid the price. more than thrice. before becoming very wise. the judge said. i should have been put in a cage. if one considers all the damage. i brought on whit my
I wrote this when my Mom was diagnosed with cancer
Wrote this some years ago when in a darl time in my life :-)
I wrote this in coping with my RSD and how it may effect and affect those who deal with this condition. Just some reflection on the thoughts that those with Chronic Pain or Conditions experience daily it trying to manage what they are going through. We all experience periods of distress during our lives and the way our thoughts and emotions control our abilities to overcome our challenges. It is when we can accept our situations and acknowledge that ultimately we are the only one in control of our reactions to these situations that we can eliminate the suffering and anguish that manifests itself in our lives. Then we can learn to LIVE, no matter what life's obstacles may present us with. ... Peace to all
i wrote it about a dear friend who was sick,my intention was to put a smile on her face.
Over heard two women talking
Only got one eyes today due to welding flash and kids are at home ill, not having a good day :-(
Visiting the dentist
This is another of my poems it's really self explanatory Taken from my poetry pages on hubpages.com http://markpsychedlic.hubpages.com/
i was diagnosed with bells palsy today. i have spent most the day being made fun of becuase half my face will no longer move.
Written for a lady I was caregiver for before her death. She could only say two words...yes and no. I couldn't help but wonder what true depth she hid inside.
A problem that is quite literally growing and growing and growing. When I went to school in the 80's, you could count the fat people on one hand. Now you would probably need the hairs on your head!
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