Two frogs fell into a deep cream bowl,
One was an optimistic soul;
But the other one took a gloomy view,
"I shall drown, he cried, "and so will you."
So with a last despairing cry, he closed his eyes
and said "Good-bye"
But the other frog, with a merry grin said
"I can't give out but I won't give in!
I'll swim around till my strength is spent.
For having tried, I'll die content."
Bravely he swam until it would seem
His struggles began to churn the cream.
On the top of the butter at last he stopped And
out of the bowl he happily hopped.
What is the moral? It's easily found
If you can't get out --keep swimming around!
This is one of my all time favorite poems. I had it on the wall when I was grooming for my dad, I found it in the kitchen today on a chair. It really hit home as one of the other people in our group just won't give an effort to make changes in her way of thinking of anything and it totally breaks my heart, she has SO many people who are worried about her and are concerned about her.
So I'm having a reaction to the Trazadone/Seroquel combo, I woke up the past 2 days so drugged, and drowsy I literally had to lean up against the shower wall and I still felt like sh#$. But I talked with my psych today and she told me to take 1/2 doses and then gradually take more as my body gets used to them. We shall see, that is one feeling I do NOT like is that 'high' feeling where I don't feel in control of my body. BLECH! Not for me.
I have a lot to post but it is 2:30am and I am heading to bed....not manic...well maybe a little....Rob bought me some toys as an early birthday/christmas present....I'll share more on that tomorrow.
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