Weary child

                    I find I'm drifting. Out in empty space somewhere I am unfamiliar with. People who anchor me are drifting themselves. Trying to understand why life as they knew it is no more. Refusing to admit that maybe just maybe they are actually ill. Unwilling to take the steps to correct the illness. This attitude is partly justified, past experiences with our wonderful medical industry did physical damage, as well as shook their faith in the medical industries ability to heal. Remember the oath is do no harm, more than once in my life I have witnessed first hand harm done. It is frustrating to know that the problem has a solution but it will not be utilized because it is only a theory, experiment. Medical industry has no proof that the things there are saying will actually fix the problem. They are experimenting on me. Having been through cancer treatments myself, the cure is devastating, physical it puts your body through horrible changes. The disease takes its toll mentally. Both leave you and your body permanently changed. But doing nothing and letting the disease take you is worse. Fight no matter how tired you are FIGHT! Illness does not just kill you it does it slowly and with great suffering for all involved. And so I am drifting wondering when my anchor will touch bottom. I am very aware and grateful of and for my faith. I go far afield sometimes but the grace of God always cradles this weary child.
                    Just thinking out loud for all the world to see........