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| I have an appointment with the doctor for next Tuesday and after that we will see how it turns out, thank you all for your prayers and please continue to do so, more than anything I'd love to be able to walk into that office with nothing the matter and walk out with a clean bill of health so please, all of you keep up the effort, thank you so much.
Yours,
Alex Scantlin
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| My Friends,
I know I am not known for plain language when I write in here, and for the sake of colour I really prefer to obscure the meaning of my texts more than I ought. So in honesty of that I'd like to make a request of you all if it is not entirely to much trouble.
Lately I have become more and more fretful over my health and its gotten to the point where I cannot tell if I am actually sick, willing myself to sickness, or diseased in some other faculty, but besides this I know what is either a lymph node or a salivary gland under the skin in the squishy bit behind or beneath my ear and between my skull and jaw bone is, at least to my mind, notably swollen. Normally this could be easily established as something medical but with my bills from the appendectomy still looming i am more than loath to go back to Condell to seek medical advice, and while I know this is stupid I cannot seem to shake this ambivalence about medicine. My friends if you would rail me for the stupidity of my fears that is fine, or for my intractable nature when it comes to picking what seems a clear course of action that is also well. But please note that the thought of going to the doctor puts me beside myself almost as much as the thought of being ill.
Here my family has counciled me to be patient and observe myself for any extra symptoms but because of their natures as unsaved individuals I cannot appeal for the thing which I would find most helpful to me at this moment. To all of you since I cannot see pleading for holy unction (an act of anointing, esp. as a medical treatment or religious rite.) as feasible I ask for the defense which all Christians have. I ask for your payers. I know this post is lacks my usual gaiety and if it seems heavy hearted it is because at this moment I feel so, because of these enumerated stresses. So, I most solemnly appeal you all, my friends please pray for my health and for the stresses which school and finances and social lives can bring.
Thank You, and God Bless and Keep You All.
Eternally Yours,
Alex McDowell Scantlin.
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| My major is declared and my path set before me, now with great trepidation and wonderment into the wild befuddling world of English literature with only the unaccountable actions of my good friends and family around me! Oh the wild and light headed joys of sanity, a perspective admittedly available very often only to those who stand on their heads. All things taken to account I am and have often been in the past thoroughly reprehensible in action and deed and simultaneously breathing deep the mixed airs of fall's better winds and the sense of cold late winter which has turned green just recently. May it be either Easter, Christmas or today the apparent sanctity of this grand world strikes me just so. If I can continue on I am not entirely certain I can make apparent this jubilation and sanctified solemnity which strikes the world and in me finds such grandiose illuminations intimations of a close and happier world. Oh but I speak too much in riddle.
Heaven preserve you and providence find you my friends.
Yours; in entirety through Christ and our God and King my dear friends and close relations....
Salutations.
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| I am still alive.
Reading either/or.
Mildly pleased with life.
Cleaning windows at work.
Lunch break is not long enough.
Awaiting rain of burning demon kittens.
And on that note dear readers...
I think i will show myself out.
Hope you all are happy.
Feel free to find me.
Yours etc etc.
Alex.
(this wasn't intentional when i started but meh it was fun.)
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