Every time I look in the mirror there is some old woman looking at me and when I move she does she won't let me see my reflection.
Seriously I need to accept the fact that I am getting OLD ! My fire red hair is turning grey and I see the lines now not deep yet but still they are there. This too make me a little depressed . Ugh .... Suck it up right..
Well I called the Valley metal health again today and left a message as i did not get a human, has any of you ever had such a hard time getting to speak with someone about
getting a appointment where you are ? Is this normal ? I am starting to think this place must not be very good when they can't even answer a phone or schedule a appointment.
PTSD. Depression. Anxiety.RA. 3 levels in neck replaced with Cadaver bone and 5 levels fused. Chronic pain ..
"Let's look for dragons," I said to Pooh.
"Yes, let's," said Pooh to Me.
We crossed the river and found a few-
"Yes, those are dragons all right," said Pooh.
"As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.
That's what they are," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what they are," said Pooh.
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