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Dr. Fallible…

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you listened to me
and when my body’s tale changed
you tried something new

saying they were just
words put on symptoms for the
insurance company

and not the be all
end all final sentence of
my one existence.

you treated my whole
not just the sum of my parts
saying it’s an art

not only a science.
when we fail to find a fix
we should always ask

are we looking right
where we should be or do we
need to start anew?

I’ve never met a
single other doctor quite
as lovely as you.

— mmorehead 03-04-21

Haiku, Just me, poem, Poetry

I get knocked down…

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But I get up again!

It’s been a rough week so my goals to write daily, exercise daily, etc., fell to the wayside as I just tried to get through.
The Gilmore Girls helped. Electric Blankets helped. Kind words and wishes helped.

To make up for missing poetry I offer up my latest poetical campaign, created on behalf of the Southern Plains Land Trust. Today is an appropriate day for it, as it is a Haiku Valentine’s Day ecard campaign.

Take a gander please
and visit upon your loves
our words and pictures.

Choose a card, make a donation, edit your message, send it to up to five separate emails!
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I’m Weather intolerant…

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Some people can’t do dairy, I cannot do weather. Apparently I shall simply have to move to a place where I can avoid it. Any suggestions anyone?

No?

Me either.

Short one today as the wild horses we slaughtered in our ‘mastering’ of these plains countries are getting their revenge by running across my face with sharp haunting hooves.

I did not walk, punch, or otherwise engage in meaningful exercise today but I did do leg and arm lifts for ten minutes while lying in bed making what my son referred to as “Minecraft zombie sounds”. I’m counting it towards the fight against Fibromyalgia as my neuro told me ANY movement counts.

I ate healthy and did cupping and engaged with my children who I actually cooked for. (Ok, I cooked for one of them because I forgot the other one had come over to pack up more stuff for the move but I did let her feed herself with my food so that’s something. Okay, okay. Technically it was my parents food, I don’t buy those burgers but it’s all a shared pot anyway.)

I wrote a daily haiku. See my portfolio.

I wrote a post here. (See above)

I call it a win. I’m going back to Gilmore Girls reruns. Stay safe and avoid the weather at all costs lovelies.