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This morning as I was leaving for work I was plotting in my head what I would post in my blog tonight when I got home. It had to do with some comments on my entry regarding religion, but now I can't remember anything I was going to say. Except that my grandmother isn't dead. Well, not the one that I mentioned praying for. She's very much alive, and still sick.
She's been sick for the last 15 years, and a slew of doctors cannot figure out what's wrong with her but still manage to prescribe things like Morphine and Xanax and Ritalin to fix her up. The Ritalin, by the way, was prescribed by three different doctors at once to counteract the huge doses of Morphine that ensured she would remain comatose even while sitting on the toilet in the middle of the night. It also ensured that my war-hero of a grandfather had plenty of access to drugs with which to poison her enough to make her believe that she had spiders crawling from sores on her arms. She got away from him for about six months, checked herself into a nuthouse, and eventually went back to him. I haven't heard from her in six years, but I feel assured that if she were dead someone would have told me.
Oh, also, Anonymous commentor, I don't feel bitter because some God smited me with Multiple Sclerosis. I'm very aware that things could be worse, and I never once in my rant about religion said that I didn't believe in God because I have a disease that could very well rob me of my livelihood somewhere down the line. I'm actually pretty much at peace with the MS. Right now it's not that bad, and I'd like to believe that it will stay that way, and even if it doesn't, there's always someone who has it worse than I ever will. I stopped believing in God long before I ever had my first MS symptom. Please don't fill in my blanks for me. :)
I'm cranky today. Ask Kevin. He'll tell you.
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