Music

I was almost ready to call it quits. It felt that everything has been moving too slowly. Here I am, only one person, trying to make a difference.

And yet...

Already I've heard from so many people who've had similar stories about horrible care (or lack of anything even vaguely resembling care); I have no doubt that there are countless more. There is no way that change will happen unless someone steps up and writes about this, unless someone pushes for change. Sometimes, change begins with simple exhaustion and just one person. Look at Rosa Parks.

Fortunately, a friend stopped by and at least got me laughing. Laughing is good. Then, a little while ago, I had a Melissa Etheridge CD on; ever listen to her song I Run For Life, her breast cancer song? Sort-of a "get up and do something" song. Now I've got Aretha Franklin belting out Respect.

So, onward and upward. I intend to keep going. We need to make sure Northside (and, consequently, the for-profit hospital system) realizes that we need good medical care. And a little respect wouldn't hurt...