A Matter of Perspective

Today was a struggle. I was feeling a bit under the weather. I woke up with loose stools. My intestinal irregularities continued the whole morning, until finally someone had to run to the pharmacy and pick up some Immodium. That finally plugged me up.

I had a couple of visitors today. My compadre Jorge stopped in to help care for me for several hours in the middle of the day. My niece Beatriz also stopped by to take over from Jorge later in the afternoon. It gave my people a much needed break on Election Day.

At night, Barak Obama giving his acceptance speech was an exciting moment for my niece. At the very same moment we were excited that I went to bathroom and was able to pee without any intestinal issues whatsoever. It meant that everyone went to sleep a bit more relieved. I just got Tylenol for the fever. One down, one to go.

It's all a matter of perspective; the things that will move one. Some moments of excitement can lead to national and international change. Others like my little moment are of a more simple nature.