When my brothers and I were little, my mother would safety pin towels
around our necks (Yes, a real safety pin close to a five-year-olds neck). We
would then swoop through the house, pretending to be Superman.
I miss that cape. I miss that moment in time. There was no pain, no
anxiety, no helplessness: just the ability to fly.
Ten days of unexplained pain. Ten days of flames shooting throughout my
body. Ten days of Kill Bill quoting (Wiggle your big toe!). Ten days of
twitching and burning at the slightest touch.
I swear by my bad-a$$ery all the time. But it is nothing compared to
the countless people who live like this for years. Who battle cancer and
incurable disease. It’s time to prove myself. Appointment with a pain
specialist this afternoon.
I really need a cape now, even if it is a pretend one.
I had no idea you ran around with a cape. How awesome. I wish you knew that the rest of the world can still see it. Use it. You are definitely heroic in my book.
ReplyDeleteI had forgotten that memory until just recently. They were red towels, perfect to impersonate Superman. And I don't want to be a hero. I just want to make this world better, one individual at a time. :)
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