Jason Cotton's Blog
My Fight, My Life, My views on life
Protecting
Everyone does it. You protect the ones you love. But when does it become to much or not needed?
As a child grows up it is a parents job to protect their child from many of the things in the world. Pedifiles, gangs, getting burnt from touching the stove.. But when does it become over protecting and whose to say what is over protecting?
When I was in the Marines I would see these so nieve “kids” that didn’t have a grasp what so ever of the real world because their parents sheltered them to much. These kids have really no sense as to how harsh our world really is. Then they’d be thrown into this vast pool with sharks and honestly many of them just broke and we never saw them again. Whose fault is it? I know I’m going to stir up a lot of shit with this since I’m not one. But I believe it’s the parents fault. They didn’t allow their children to see and learn how crappy our world can be. Now I’m not saying give kids free reign or anything like that but there is a balance. Continue reading
The Name Game
I need help. Help in naming a friend. See my old tumor was named Igor and once named he met an untimely death.
My new friend who is like that friend who just doesn’t get the hint when to leave and has overstayed his welcome. Well he’s nameless at the moment so take a look don’t puke when you see him he’s an ugly bastard, and help me with his name. Now remember he is a father, in that picture you can’t see his little ones.
Oh and that’s what gives me my headaches…….
Pushing
There are times that your body begs and pleads for you to stop but in your mind you know if you stop or slow down that the things you are running from or fighting will beat you. So you do what you have to a push. You get up when you trip, you ignore the pain and you push.
After awhile you sometimes forget about the pain.
Numbers
7
A simple number but it means so much. Cancer is nothing but a game of numbers.
Today’s number is 7 creeping up to an 8 and it’s only 9:30
Pain
And old friend is visiting me, I thought I was done with them for at least a little bit. But when I think about it they never left they’ve just been quiet. Right now it feels like they are ringing in the new years early. I’m talking about my headaches. When I went to visit my parents I caught a cold. Now for a normal person a cold is just something that makes you uncomfortable. For me it means multiple visits to the doctors and clinic for tests and medications. Sounds fun doesn’t it? I received 6 shots yesterday then this morning I was plugged in for fluids bright and early this morning.For the most part my day was good, long but good.
Yeah I have the sniffles but compared to everything else thats like a hang nail. That was until my friend the headache decided to pay me a visit. I took one Morphine and now I’m about to take my second and last one that I’m allowed to take without Bea being around. I hope that it works. Right now it feels like I’m going to vomit from the pain, the light hurts, moving hurts, sniffling hurts.
I hate fucking colds more now than I ever have
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