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Things are definitely on the up and
up.
I went and saw my GP today to talk
about my asthma. He suggested that I try going off my drugs
which would be something of a minor miracle. I have been taking
daily steroid doses (very small doses) for the last 8 or so
years and the mere fact that I am totally dependant on them
(ie. My lungs are now reliant on being fed this stuff, and
has ceased producing it's own) really sucks. Last year
we stayed with Big-P's brother and his family in Toronto
and in the middle of the night I realised I couldn't
find the appropriate inhaler. Lovely Big-P tiptoed out to
the car in the snow in his pj's and searched high and
low to no avail. I went into a minor panic attack (if you
know how it feels not to be able to breath, you'll understand
how scared I was) and slept terribly. Of course I was fine,
but feeling that attached to my bright yellow plastic drug
dispenser is pretty sad.
On the way in to the office we stopped
at a discount art supply shop. I walked around and around
the shop feeling all the deliciously textured water colour
paper (naughty me - putting my finger grease on virgin paper),
pens, paints and sketchbooks.
In the porcelain paint isle I had
a blinding vision. The patron saint of illustration appeared
before me and told me to buy a sketchbook and get on with
chasing my dream. So be it.
Actually, upon searching the patron
saint database, there is no P S of illustration. Breast-feeding
yes, Abdominal pains yes, Airborne (Paratroopers) yes, Ammunition/Ordnance
/explosive workers yes. Not one for illustrators!
Is there a patron
saint for your occupation? Did you know that Mary,
The Madonna of Castaliazzo or Our Lady of Grace and of Crete
is the patron saint of motor cyclists? Bet you didn't.
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