It's Not Easy Being Green


Where have I been for the past 3 decades? I ask myself! Suddenly I am surrounded by GREEN everything. While it has long been my favorite color, I have failed to recognize that it is also a politically correct and environmentally sound emblem as well. Now I look around me in my office and fearfully contemplate what is in my environment that might do me harm.

It seems that everything we wear, eat, sleep on, walk on, use to houseclean, skin clean, mositurize, garden with, is potentially toxic. How did this happen? I used to think that if I bought fresh food and cleaned my house every week, I was being safe and sound. I gues not!

So I am pondering whether or not to just throw out everything in my house and start over, or maybe, try a more reasoned and incremental approach to getting rid of toxins in my yard, home, body. One more thing to worry over! Or not.

Lost in medical madness

Since Tuesday April 3, I feel as if my life has been subsumed by the medical system and it is not a fun place to be. At times, it feels as if I am in some sort of fugue state and things are happening all around me, independent of me. There is not enough information and there is too much information; a paradox that keeps me suspended. But I fear too much certainty because I am not so sure I want to know my diagnosis, which could be akin to knowing when I will die. How mortal of me. And how human.