Since I have been a child, September has always been my least favorite month of the year. Everything changes in September. Labor Day signals the end of summer. The decreased length of sunlight can be felt in the shorter days and the cooler temperatures. Children go back to school. Crops become ready for harvesting. The fields are soon empty. The leaves on the trees turn various colors. And my wardrobe changes from short sleeved shirts to long sleeved shirts and sweaters.
Additionally, September signals the start of a new medical cycle. During the summer, many medical professionals have vacation, which translates into many appointments being cancelled or deferred until fall. My September is quickly filling up with too many appointments. I feel the burden of trying to juggle my health with my sanity. I want to have some health issues resolved; yet, at the same time, I cannot tolerate more than one appointment a week. I simply do not have the energy or patience to endure multiple days at the clinic or medical center. Moreover, the energy expended during these appointments completely drains me. I struggle for many days to regain my strength.
I am trying to remain calm as September begins. But like I always felt as a child, I want to sleep through this month. October. That is a great month! Everything seems to slow down in October, and a routine is established. So like the Green Day song says, Wake me up when September ends...
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