Anger, I am told is right below the surface; with lots of it.
Not, that I am wrong but a bit, “Way over the top!” By a long time doctor and sister.
Ground into my gut; while stuck in my throat.
Everyone’s got a say; a right to get my goat.
Right wasn’t how I was treated!. Heck missed fractures, screwed with my professional life and all while I was either over or under medicated most of the time.
Fracked up I was. Locked into the extremely bad Doc’s care ‘n’ of OKC Trauma Center; is my opinion.
Least I have a right to my opinion. Not fair these got to others to choose where my medicare was given to me.
Arranged were long IQ tests by yet a stupid intern; because I made a super lab test rat.
Really had no caring for sharing how to do it right! What it was all about! Or, look up the drugs that given would surely drive all IQ’s to the gutter from any cluster!
Erase their mistakes or state them right; they were mistaken.
Sir, No sir! Not fair for me. Never cared for my career.
Supposedly, the public I would treat.
After all it is their duty to the public; asses forgot I was their patient and public too.
Fair is what I care. Right I understand. Take care of the public with my interests at hand!
Tell the world about my secrets.
All the need to know is judgement by another pharmacist.
Ecclesiastics tells of a time for everything.
Right will get you when God demands. Saying this to you and myself.
Mild brain injury! Sure if screwed with anger, that is mild.
Traumatic to me doesn’t describe the personal revelations of blank I must come to terms with and face.
Brain, I know I have the ability to achieve; heck work is the one place I still excel.
Injury, Imangine how you would feel actually having injuries; feeling crazy, turned around living here and there.
And, what else have I missed?
When is key in my career. A major incidental developmental occurred in a jump for my profession. Due to delay, I missed a chance.
Rounding which base now? Always I feel like I can never go home for me the old Sandra does not exist.
Exchange these years to go back to a different future. No that isn’t what I’m saying. Would have been nice to treated with some respect.
Calling this all what? I have to be compelled to answer; collections of my outbursts.
Klinging to the past? I am not either!
Going on Empty
Revolving in a door is surreal.
Now is the time to
Window and breathe to expel
as much anger as I can.
God please let me do so I can understand!
- Mild ? Mild Traumatic Brain Injury (theyoushowblog.wordpress.com)
- Why Life Is One Big Creativity Test (creativitypost.com)
- What Constitutes A Person’s IQ? (uniquedaily.com)
- Family and Health: The High IQ Society (examiner.co.uk)
- IQ: High? Low? Average? What Does it All Mean? (psychology.about.com)
- Has a 15-year-old explained the Flynn Effect? (isteve.blogspot.com)
- 11/15/13 (darrelyenkrisyvenjosesen.wordpress.com)
- Why Life Is Really The Ultimate IQ Test (psychologytoday.com)
- To (Possibly) Understand the Genetics of High IQ, We Should Test Poets, Not Mathematicians (mikethemadbiologist.com)