We're All In It Together Now.

I've given up. I'm sitting in Papillion, NE doing absolutely nothing with my life. I read, watch movies, daydream about art, sort through my belongings to put in storage, dream about art, pet my cats, and sit in the backyard and do sudoku.

Then I remember that people are losing their houses, their jobs, their life savings, their retirement funds and many are ending up working jobs at 1/10 of their skill level for 1/250th of their original pay while I'm watching weird indie comedies.

Then I remember that the reason I'm here, being bored and complaining, is because I'm about to undergo my 50th surgery, which not only will take several excruciating months of recovery, but doesn't even touch the tip of the iceberg when it comes to fixing my health problems.

Then I think about the people who are in much worse shape that me, have a tremendous amount of health problems, and might not have anybody to help them. And some have no way to pay for their bills and end up living on disability for pennies a day, being shoved in a state-run facility, or worse yet, living on the streets.

But then I remember that pain is pain, and nobody deserves to deal with it no matter what their situation is. Having a bed to sleep in at night doesn't mean my surgery will be any less grueling and having parents to help me certainly doesn't mean I'm not going to be drowning in medical bills the rest of my life.

I guess we're all in it together....thank god for Nov. 4th.