Day 25:
The Mrs. suffers from migraines, and tonight she had an episode that took us to the urgent care. The visit provided relief and a prescription offering hope of future relief in the event the doctor induced relief is temporary, which doesn’t leave me hopeful.
When I was at CVS filling the prescription I found my mind easily distracted with the drugstore world, a world that appears to have everything, a world that taught me a little bit about my inner self.
While I waited I learned that my diastolic pressure is below average, (although I couldn’t tell you whether that is good or bad) and that my resting heart rate is 51 bpm. I also learned, according to Dr. Scholls and his fancy pants foot-fit computer, that I have weak arches and low foot pressure.
As I walked past the book aisle one about taming one’s tongue caught my eye and as I perused it I learned that the word loquacious means something along the lines of ‘motor-mouth’. What a diplomatic way to say, “Shut-up”.
Tonight, as I found ways to keep my mental motor moving by learning these seemingly insignificant things, I realized that I do not like to rest the mind to simply listen, or meditate, or pray, or reflect.
Perhaps more on this tomorrow…because I learned yesterday that it’s good to chew something like this over.
Trying to quiet the mind…
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