frosted
A good word to describe what I’m feeling just now as I navigate my way through a medical system that seems to work in all ways backward.
Frosted as in, “That really frosts my cookies.”
Which is a phrase that makes me laugh, and I have no idea what it really means, but the fact that it makes me laugh is enough.
For now.
Because if I don’t laugh, I’m going to cry. Or yell.
Now, who wants a cookie?
November 16th, 2013 at 8:13 am
So sorry that you are going through this. I don’t know anything much more frustrating than the medical system.
November 16th, 2013 at 9:16 am
Never heard of that phrase before . . . funny. Did they ever figure out what was wrong?
November 16th, 2013 at 9:47 am
Good luck with your navigating. It never fails to bring frustration and anxiety at the same time. Now where are the cookies????
November 18th, 2013 at 8:43 am
hang tuff kj
November 23rd, 2013 at 5:48 am
I’ll have one, depending on the flavour of the frosting 🙂
So know what you’re going through. Uphill struggle, just when you are at your weakest.
November 26th, 2013 at 9:12 pm
Kelly,
I hope everything is okay. Know I’m here if you have questions or need anything. All my love, A