When I was in hospital and in rehab, I had all the staff thinking I had lost my mind.
I don't know why, but I found every obstacle funny as hell. When my hands or my legs wouldn't do what I wanted them to do and they did what they wanted to do, I found it hysterical. It made me laugh so hard that I actually cried.
I had conversations with God, out loud and I made it through. The staff was often coming into my room, to see what had me so hysterical, so it was not unusual to have staff and visitors in my room laughing with me.
It is a mad mad world, but I feel fine. I am going to keep on talking to God out loud, I am going to keep on laughing through the pain, over and through the obstacles, and keep my heart filled with love to block out as much hate and evil that I can.
We will look like two old folks sitting on the porch giggling. But we will be fine.
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