Two days of anxiety. I've been there and done that, but anytime I get dreaded piles I freak out. Appearing out of nowhere they appear sudden. However, in retrospect, I think a lot about the things I've been eating, with compulsive drinking and smoking. And with that thought, maybe I should be more careful about what I eat, and not drink or smoke as much. To tell my colleagues that I'm not feeling well, knowing they all sit on cushions too. I don't sit on a cushion, but also fear the piles are something much worse that means I need to
go visit a doctor. Well, today I won't need to... but it is enough to show how fragile we all are, delicate to the very end, no pun intended.
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