Saturday, September 27, 2008

Stitches OUT!

A couple of weeks back, I got my wrist operated on for carpal tunnel syndrome. The surgery was a total success, and I got the stitches out yesterday. I had a huge dressing which I couldn't get wet or remove, and after a couple of days on not washing my hand, I became obsessed with the idea that I had cooties.

Needless to say, I got through it. But yesterday was a BANNER DAY! and everything is MUCH better today!

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

An Increasingly Good Friend

There's a man I knew slightly at first, via the Internet, who's been walking the whole cancer path with me. Via cancer, I got to know him better, and feel close to him.

The cancer path led to two different destinations for the two of us. I took an exit two years ago and cancer is no longer a part of my life. Jay has just started hospice care --- the medical establishment has given up on him.

So his journey is this: he's passing on to the Next Life, whatever it may be, while I'm enjoying this life. I don't know what to say, because I don't know what to think. I don't know what to think.

I've shot off my big mouth over the years about my absolute faith in life after death, and I still believe that, but now, because the oncologists have abandoned Jay, I'm getting in touch with my fear.

Sooner or later, we will all do that, and none of us will like it any better than I do. I wonder what goes on in the hearts of people like the Pope, or any preacher, or any professional religion talker. Because they face this, too.

I'm so bummed I don't know what to do with myself.

Missouri or bust!

Missouri would not be my first choice of a place to move to for the rest of our lives, but that's where our daughter and grandbaby live, so that's where we're going.

I hope.

I have to overcome a TREMENDOUS inertia on the part of my husband, natch, and also all the shit in this house. I mean, there are tons of stuff in this house, and most of us, nobody has used in the 20 years since we moved here.

Somebody help me! Is there a saint of dealing with messy houses? Because as hard as it is to imagine moving to Missouri --- or anyplace --- it would be nice to have some options, and right now, we don't. Right now all we have is crap...sigh...!