DISCLAIMER: I am no Barbara Streisand. I’ve never taken a singing lesson in my life. Not one.
The inspiration for this song came two weeks before Thanksgiving when I received a call from my doctor: we had better get together a plan for lowering my cholesterol.
Yeah. Sure. Getting to it … right after I fix my pituitary tumor, abnormal aortic valve, bipolar brain, and facial fungus.
My high cholesterol is not a new issue. Somewhere around the time David was conceived I found out that my cholesterol scores were higher than my verbal SATs. But for the last six years I didn’t do anything about it because (honest confession coming up here) many of those days I was so depressed that I really wanted to be with God in his mansion upstairs. Dropping dead of a heart attack sounded like a great alternative to suicide. It’s easier, cheaper, much more socially acceptable, and involved stuffing myself with brie cheese and Eggs Florentine. Sign me up.
Then something inconvenient happened. As I gradually began to fix all my broken parts (pituitary tumor, bipolar brain, facial fungus, abnormal heart) I started to wake up excited. About life. I wanted to try and stick around for David’s high school graduation and Katherine’s Little Mermaid wedding and maybe, just maybe, for the birth of grandchildren.
As a jogged around the Naval Academy the morning I got my SAT scores, I mean cholesterol count, I reflected on all the parts of my mental-health program--prayer, therapy, fish oil, medication, family support, sobriety, vitamins, yoga (even though I hate it), guardian angels--and it sounded like the lyrics to a song, "The 12 Days of Christmas" or something.
Yes, "The 12 Days of Christmas"! With sweat dripping down my face, I pulled out a sheet of paper from my pocket and a pen (I run with those in case something like this happens) and madly scribbled down the words as if I were Moses taking down the Ten Commandments.
So, pretend that I have just invited you into my home, poured you a glass of Merlot (if you’re not a recovering alcoholic), and made you endure a live version of "American Idiot." With a holiday twist.
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Dear Over-Comer!
I keep telling myself someday I will be a permanent (not feeling as if I have one foot on a banana peel ;^)! ) member of that group. I so enjoyed your musical Christmas present. Dorine
Hi, I too loved your 12 Days of Christmas song. The holiday season is very depressing for me too. My children are grown and gone, which is a good thing. I miss them during the holidays but they have their own thing going. I know that they love me but I feel sometime that if I drop dead I would not be missed. I'm not ready to leave, I have too much to do. And with the good Lords' help I will achieve it. So know this, "God loves you and so do I".
Juanita
aka
"Punkin"
GOOD FER YOU!!!! I also "possess" Bi-Polar disorder and as the other ... lady I believe said it DOES NOT possess me!!! I take one med a day for my BP and I manage very well with that. I was diagnosed in 96 with mine and it took a bit to find which med would make my life as normal as is possible for me with all the other "stuff" in it.... you have rather inspired me about my own cholesterol which is though the moon!!
I will remember you in my prayers and ask that you do the same, and also my sisters man just had surgery on his tongue to remove a cancerous tumor and they took quite a big hunk of it and he has always used his mouth for his living, lol, i mean he talks for a living. My sister is a rather weak of heart and constitution type pf person and she already looks like she is going fall apart and this ordeal has just begun so if you think of it a prayer for Mark and Cindy would be DEEPLY appreciated!!!!
My blessing to you and thank yo8u
K
Love It!! Bravo!!
You are BRAVE - that is inspiring - thank you for taking the plunge into the singing. - Grace
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