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HAWMC# Ekphrasis Post

We’re to find a creative commons picture on Flickr that inspires us and then write about it without editing for 15 minutes.  So here goes:

Belchite courtesy of Estrella de Queso

Belchite courtesy of Estrella de Queso


The place in this photo looks abandoned.  Yet, I can still see enough to know this place once looked pretty magnificent.  So why has it been left alone?  Somehow a sense of dread comes over me while pondering that question.  Because who would leave such a pretty place?   The photographer says this was taken in the autonomous community of Aragon in Spain, I imagine it was ravaged by war because seriously, it just looks way too nice to leave.  That and there is all that rubble lying around. 

So then how sad it must have been for those living there, to have their beautiful homes destroyed.  the balcony that remains in the center of the photo is calling me.  I have always loved balconies.  The simple looking ones that are surrounded by great architecture, earthy colors, and rich textures.  Although, pfft!  In reality what would I do on a balcony?  I have one now and only take in some sun on it for the purpose of getting vitamin D-not for the purpose of enjoying the sun’s warmth.  I used to love being outside and I would read outside on a blanket in the yard or look up at the stars at night while lying on top of the family picnic table.  Now, my many outdoor allergies ruin all the fun. 

So I suppose a place like this for me is more like a curiosity evoker.  I probably would get bored here pretty quickly.  I’d enjoy hearing the story about this place but I’m sure I would not step onto the balcony for very long because I’m not much into relaxing anymore.  I can see myself now, standing there amidst all the beauty and with my hands on my hips thinking, “what needs to be done?”  The day dreamy days are over and the duty filled days of adulthood are here.  (Is that Florence speaking?)  I’m pretty content with gazing at a photo like this every now and then and feeling some wonderment like a kid again, though :)

Funny, where a photograph and our thoughts will take us.

HAWMC# I Write About My Health Because…

Courtesy of healingdream
Courtesy of healingdream


Today’s prompt is:

“I write about my health because…”

  • I find it overwhelming to live with diabetes and writing about it is a helpful release


  • I hope others find it relatable so they don’t feel so alone


  • There are times something needs to be broadcasted


  • It sometimes makes for more dramatic storytelling than late night TV


  • I find it helpful to track the past and compare with the present


  • I want to share what I’ve learned and haven’t learned


  • I express myself much better in written form than by talking


  • I love to write


And lastly, I write about my health because you read what I write.

Thank you :)

HAWMC# Word of the Day Post!


Courtesy of Luigi Diamanti
Courtesy of Luigi Diamanti


*Please forgive me, this post is a day late because my site got majorly hacked! 

For today the prompt is to go to dictionary.com and write a post inspired by their word of the day.

Dictionary.com’s word of the day is: unctuous. 

I’ve had some unfair encounters with doctors in my time.  On the whole I am positive they are mostly decent and well-mannered, professional, and patient.  However this one doctor would have made them all hang their heads in shame.  Not really but if they only knew they might.  They might not want to be in the same professional community as this guy.  I’m sure of it.  Anyway, I was seeing him to talk about my diabetes because at the time I was only seeing an Internal Specialist (instead of an Endocrinologist) and I decided I wanted to try being off of the pump for a while.  So this Internist, feeling a bit uncomfortable about moving someone off of the pump said, “Why don’t I have you make a visit with my friend and fellow Internist, Dr. —–?”  I looked at my doctor with my head curiously tilted to one side.  “Ok, but…why?”  “Well, he has been to two conferences on diabetes so he will definitely be able to give you more blood sugar management than me.  “But, I never talk to you about blood sugar management, I manage my blood sugars, and you check my blood pressure and run my labs, I go to you with specific questions…”  “Yes, I know but, this doctor might be able to help you.”  Fine, I thought.

So Dr. —– walks in on a different day.  I’m interested to see what enlightenment he can offer me.  He begins by not looking me in the eye and proceeds to stare at his computer screen as he rambles on quickly about the conferences he attended which taught him about how healthy blood sugar management worked.  He said he could help me a lot because of his experience.  (And my years of experience counted for nothing?)  I leaned in intently and shot a look to my husband who was next to me and furrowing his brow in amusement. 

Then this doctor asked me a few questions about what my typical blood sugars looked like and spat off a few diabetes blood sugar facts such as, “Blood sugars which are out of range can hurt your kidneys” and “You need to know, the body can literally produce a form of glucose when you’re low.” to which I said, “Oh yes, the liver”.  He looked at me like I had shot an arrow into his chest.  Then he continued, “You need to keep good blood sugar control for all sorts of reasons so send me your blood sugars each week and I will make adjustments as necessary.”  Finally, as genuinely as I could I said. “I just want you to know I manage my blood sugars pretty well on my own and have a pretty good grasp of all I need to know, in fact you didn’t say anything to me just now that was news.  I will send you my blood sugars but ultimately I decide what insulin changes to make, although I don’t mind discussing any of it thoroughly with you and I don’t mind listening to what you have to say.” 

Dr. —– smiled the way that celebrities at award shows do when the host is poking fun at them and then he looked at my husband and said in the most unctuous manor, “Wow, she’s cocky isn’t she?”

Cut to me.  My eyes are narrowed.  Ggggrrrggghhh….