Tuesday
The PM Watch
I continue to use the metaphor of a ship at sea and take as my time for rest the afternoon, or PM watch. This afternoon I watch politically active youth provide testimony to Congress concerning EPA.
Thursday
The Final Battle
GranCCY here: On the day that I posted "Mixed Blessings" in
our New World Blog, one of my doctors said to me, "Too bad you're not a
horse!" I had confessed only to him how much pain I was in. His
comment made me laugh, and I said, "Right! Then they could
just take me out and shoot me." The next day, Elsa called. She was in
tears. She too has rheumatoid arthritis and has recently submitted a
foot to surgery.
She was "tired," and her pain was so bad that she couldn't walk. She had already called her clinician. While she waited for a return call, she needed to talk. I was able to listen without repeating my doctor's comment. I've been thinking about our final battle in the war with fear, pain and death. Occasionally, I wish I were a horse.
She was "tired," and her pain was so bad that she couldn't walk. She had already called her clinician. While she waited for a return call, she needed to talk. I was able to listen without repeating my doctor's comment. I've been thinking about our final battle in the war with fear, pain and death. Occasionally, I wish I were a horse.
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