A PANCREAS??? What's that?

Diabetes. << Does this word mean anything to you? Well unless your blood sugar is 392, it may be completely irrelevant in your life. To me this word contains a numerous amount of meanings. It means poking yourself with little needles that really don't hurt too badly unless a blood vessel is hit. I can remember one incident in particular, we decided to go to a Carlos OKellys which happens to be my favorite Mexican food restaurant =). So I decided to be responsible, (I know I should try it more often) and I proceed to the bathroom, prop my foot on the stool and begin to take the shot in my leg. Silly me, either I had slippery shoes on or they felt the necessity to wax the floors that night. Any-who my leg slipped off  the toilet and the needle slid up my leg. So as I sit here feeling sorry for myself, I come to a realization; God is good. Betcha didn't see that one coming! HAHA! I was reading something the other day that said, "Someone has always got it worse than you". From now on I must be thankful for the other organs that currently work in my body. 
1 Timothy 4:4
For everything God created is good, and nothing is to be rejected if it is received with thanksgiving. 

Even though my pancreas may not work as well as yours works, and even though I may not be able to drink regular pop or eat an entire cake, God has some great things planned for me and as long as I'm thankful for what I do have, I will be blessed.  So for all you fully functioning people out there, BE THANKFUL! It will do wonders =) Signing off WHen NAt attAckS

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Days like today could have movies written about them. A roller coaster of events spiral into the big climax of the day and then you are left with an ending, not a good ending or bad ending, just an ending. Now a poorly written movie reveals the sequence of events and then someone blurts out the ending, completely ruining the rest of the film  for the other viewers. But today was not a poorly plotted movie, it had twists and turns that left me completely guessing until the very end.

So I may give too much of myself in relationships, thats just the kind of person I am. I may cling a little too hard and care a little too much, but what would this world be without a little passion?? Wrong! This passion thing, it's gotten me nowhere. In fact I am starting to think being apathetic may be the key to happiness, not caring too much means not hurting as much... Can I get an Amen?? Of course this little negative nancy attitude has to do with my ever present need to control everything, and when it doesn't work out i'm back to square one.(Which is scheming to find the next portion of my life to control.) I need to learn to breathe, I'm gonna start having to take blood pressure medicine at 21. Now for the final ending to this perplexing day, sleep.....well maybe... and where's the Tylenol PM?? signing off NAt attAck