the Life and Times of Miss Madison

I normally write about life as an author and the ups and down of it, but seeing that other people have written their medical experiences why not me?  On May 9, 2013, my doctor gave me the results to the ultrasound. I have a fibroid tumor in my uterus. To me this was bad news and good news. The bad news is I will have to have surgery. The good news is I won't  be sticking out anymore. (My doctor told me I looked to be 7 months pregnant and later that the tumor was a size of a basketball) My surgery was scheduled to be on July 10. I was told that I would have to have a hysterectomy because of the size of the tumor. Hysterectomy was something I did not want, but the Lord gave me hope that I can still have children. He can recreate a new uterus in me. After going through pre-op and have my lab work done, it was time to leave for hospital. I wasn't nervous because I trusted God.  As I waited in the surgical waiting room, I saw a picture that I have seen a few times on Fa...

M y life is void of all purpose and meaning. I sit at my desk, wondering if the next story I write will sell. I have come to realize that people do not want me to write because they try to discourage me with their meaningless words. Or perhaps they do care but think if I do not write like they do, why bother? Meaningless friends they are. Job had friends like that. He had one calamity after another with no chance to catch his breath. He cursed the day he was born and wish for death . He did not realize it was because of his fear that it had to come to pass. His three friends also offered meaningless help and advice just as mine does. “Ruthie, your story lacks description. It won't sell.” “What? Not again ?” I cry. And why is it that readers rather I show them Paris then tell them about Paris? Must I bring Paris t o them? Why not use their imagination ? Are all readers lazy and have none? I am not lazy. I just have no energy. For 15 ye...