Why I Said What I Said

Apr 06, 2006 00:18

Or at least, one aspect of it.

My cousin fell off a ladder at work and broke some bones below the belt.

This same cousin was planning to get married this summer. Now he'll spend spring, summer and fall in a wheelchair, and it'll probably be a year before he can walk again.

I was hoping to go down to Florida to attend his wedding. We hadn't seen each other since we both bore my Grandmother's pall (along with my brother, his brother, and two other cousins) a couple years ago.

So anyway, I'm feeling a little of his pain, and can't tell where my frustration ends and his begins.

April is the cruelest month.

FP

angst, hospital, seasons, medicine, depression, mental health

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