The Wanting The Study, The Deadline

The end of wanting.

Way down the road, when I find everything, I want, it’s the wrong color and size, and my shoes don't fit. I settle on an answer, this is not my it.

I am a fan of the Buddha, who sat under a tree to discover the idea that we should not want anything. Ideal and impractical, I think of not wanting to be a goal to strive for... I want not to want? Crap. It was almost insightful but not so much, and the grammar police hated it.

The study, don’t worry it’s the new word for test.

My first extra special guest medical specialist looked at my chart a couple of years ago and said I needed to see a specialist. Last week, I sat in this new doctor's office. I visit with him after blood work every 6 months. He came in to tell me he was sending me to a more specialist guy in his office to do a study. Bing, boom, bang, I fist-bumped my doctor, the nurse ultra-sounded my bladder, and I was off.

I have stopped getting treated, I am graduating to being a study.

When I returned home from my specialist appointment, I tried to tell my husband what happened. He was confused by my description, as was I.

The Short answer, based on my medical expert, and weekend house guest is that a study is a fancy name for test. I am going to see a new doctor because after treatment and surgeries my “chipsets and gears" are not working like they should. The new guy is going to tackle my situation with tests or the new term is study

What am I reading this week?

Reality Hunger | David Sheilds

These are the shortest chapters of any book I have ever read. I found it insightful. It’s like looking down from 10,000 feet. Right away, he makes a case for using other people's work. “good poets borrow, great poets steal.” This is funny because I see that line used often. For example, “Steal Like an Artist” is the title of a book that shares the same message as Reality Hunger. The productivity genre of books is super incestuous in the evidence they cite. This book was written in 2010. So I am confident that it has been stolen from him since then and for years to come. Well done.

This Bitch Gets Things Done.

We had house guests over the weekend. I was not very helpful in the lead-up cleaning. I want to say I am sorry. This morning my husband showed me a meme that showed someone franticly cleaning with the caption, “I don’t like who I become when I am getting ready for guests, but that bitch gets things done.

I remember reading a story, I think I stole it from a sales training program. It’s good because everyone can appreciate how much work you can get done the day before you leave for vacation. There is something about a deadline to become that bitch who gets things done.

would need to die for the wanting to end.

We just had two storms on the other side of the country. All my best to those who have lost their homes and families. It’s a far-off place. My contacts are few and distant. However, there is one needful thing I buy that apparently only comes from North Carolina and Florida. It is my IV saline solution. Someone shared a story in the paper that hospitals are curbing procedures to conserve the supply. Between the two affected states are two companies that make 80% -ish of IV saline solution. It comes monthly in a box of 12 one-liter bags; I don’t think much of it when I pack it away into the hall closet. I am getting topped off with a bag while I write. I don’t think of my relationship with this product as a wanting. It is needful, and essential to keep me out of the hospital. I do not think much of it as it is easy to get. Easy like Charmin, until now, as the possible shortage is happening.