Big shock that I had an issue with AT&T. I went to the post office today to return a “free” tablet that was sent to me under the guise of Mother’s Day special … free of charge to include no line charge which is usually $10 a month. As I read the fine print, I was like oh hell no. $40 bucks a month. WTF!!! I was trying to reduce my crazy high monthly bill not increase it.
I get to my post office of choice. You know, the one right next to the Alamo. Yes the ACTUAL Alamo where battle was waged back in the day. The post office that is inside the Hipolito F. Garcia federal building and U.S. courthouse. You know, the one where I have to walk through metal detectors. And empty my pockets and take off my belt if I am wearing one. I hate getting behind an attorney who is all gussied up for court. Takes him/her forever to get through. Do I not live the coolest life? C’mon, you know I do.
Today there was a crowd at the little window. A man in his walker separates me from a mother and daughter pair who are next in line after the current customer is done. Mom says “Remember I have 9:15 AM chemo tomorrow” Daughter says “I remember” Mom says “I am skipping breakfast because it will all come up anyways”
I never would have known she was ill. She was dressed all sporty in capris, tank top and running shoes. She wore a baseball cap and a long pony tail down to the middle of her back. Sure puts things into perspective, doesn’t it? Suddenly “free” not really “free” tablets do not seen like such a big deal anymore.
As always, more to come.
J-Dub's Grin and Bear It 
Indeed. My shoulder hurts, my knee hurts. You missed my email because…Sorry? Your husband has liver cancer? Ooops. Yeah. Perspective.
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Perspective is such a powerful word!
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When my husband was at his lowest during his chemo and radiation I was feeling sorry for myself. I complained to myself about all I had to do. Medications had to be ground up and put through his feeding tube. His water and nutrition also had to be done every few hours. Radiation every day and chemo every couple of weeks. And he always ended up in the hospital after chemo. Then, one night as he was struggling to breathe because of the mucous caused by the radiation, it hit me. I was the lucky one. All I had to do was take care of him. He had to suffer through the treatments. And he was alive. I still had him. I never complained about doing what needed to be done again.
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❤️ no doubt the experience changes you. I hope he is well now and on the other side of treatment. I read yesterday when you’re going through hell keeping going. The alternative is to be stuck in hell. When you proceed, you eventually get to the light. ❤️
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Exactly. Just keep moving forward.
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