Two Stories for St. Patrick’s Day
I was not going to tell these two stories about my life. What the hell. I may tell them again. That is the advantage of getting older. We have the ability, knowledge and have earned the right to do so. Coming from a large family I might as well.
St. Patrick’s Day is when my father died only a few years ago. He died at home. The house he lived in for over 6o years. The same one his brother built for him and the land his mother bought for him. He had five children. On the day of his death after my siblings and I watched him pass to the sounds of Frank Sinatra, my choosing, the morticians took him away just like they did my mother a few years earlier. Then siblings and I jumped in our cars and headed for the local pub. The Pickwick on Ventura where we grew up. We ate a hearty traditional meal and drank. The well was closed to us, yet we were not asked to leave. As my dad liked to eat and drink, he also did not want any hypocritical words said about him after his death.
On March 17th, 2018 I went to ER for an asthma attack. My boys had a BBQ and the fumes, and a cold gave way to this torture. Yet, it was only the beginning of my suffering. Along with the Albuterol treatment I was thought to have Pneumonia. I was given some mighty powerful drugs for a little old lady of 61 who stands about 5 foot three inches. I was given Amoxicillin and Prednisone. Once home and breathing I awoke to a train beating in my body, and so the descent into the underworld took me a year to begin to recover. The doctors always roll their eyes when I tell them I was raped from the inside. Not being able to swallow solid food. Initiation starts with a type of poison or strange call. I got mine for sure.
I survived the strange happening. I took many a path to find my way back. I did find it. I met some interesting characters along the way. Also, I learned about the power of our Thyroid ductless gland and the power of the balancer known as our Heart. As I was told…. Pluto loves Persephone. I suggest one never forget this quote even if you do forget my two stories. You may need this quote in case you also find yourself lost in the underworld. I am still mindful and working towards a full recovery!
