So one of the wonderful side effects of taking some of these fertility drugs is having PMS 24 hours a day. The nurses of course tell me 'this is to be expected', so now I have to learn not to snap at people just because they are too cheerful for my liking. Maybe G-d is testing my midot. I know I am lousy at being patient when I am not feeling the greatest. Who is? You hear sometimes of people who are critically ill, are in pain, or just have a horrible life, yet they still are able to look beyond themselves and are sincerely concerned with the well-being of others. How do they do it? I know it is all ego. If I only could stop thinking of myself things would be good, right? What is a healthy balance? When is it proper to say, "hey I'm not feeling to spectactular, I need to lie down, but before I do, how is that diverticulitus of yours doing today?"
Maybe I need to learn to meditate like one of those ancient Yogis who can lower their blood pressure 100 points just by breathing.
Of course there are drugs.
nighty night!
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