With Death Comes life

On Wednesday I ended up at Emerg with Chest Pains, again. I knew it would be a waste of time, but I was hoping for some good pain killers. I was there for such a long time. The wait period is crazy; I was told that it can be up to 22 hours at some hospitals. 22 Hours!!! I was there for about 9 total, to be treated for less than a hour of that.

There was a really nice 91 year old who was told that she's need to stay the night. There was no beds left in emerg, so she was going to have to stay in the lovely "shared" room. Even better than sharing the room with three other sick people, was the joy of spending the night on a reclining chair. That's right, 91 years old, IV, blood...and to spend the night on a recline without so much as a pillow on the unit to spare. Suddenly having my reoccurring chest pains didn't seem that bad.

The evening ended on a worse note than that. People die, I get that, but a 36Hour old baby. Really? The poor parents. I can't even imagine such a lose. To take a newborn baby home in the afternoon and leave very early the next morning with the now empty carseat. It still hurts to think about it.

However, death occurs all around us at every moment, but also every moment there is new life. New life, this time came for a family member. A boy. Healthy. A healthy baby boy. Everything seems to be going well.

On another note, does anyone know what causes chest pains, numbness on the left side, joint pains, headaches... No one can seem to find any answers.

As for my mental state, I am still on the line; although I am slowly leaning to the up side. I am holding onto each moment and trying to embrace them. I am still crying a bit too easily, but my irritation level seems to be going down. And sleep, sleep is a wonderful thing.

I have also fallen out of my routine a bit. I need to get back to the gym and refocus on my school work. I'd also like, no love, to get my one novel out of the way and somehow see it in print. I will see it in print.