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To get back to Square One regarding my recuperation from breast cancer surgery, it was suggested I take three days off and become a couch potato to rest the affected side of my body, which hasn’t been pleased with how
… finish reading Retreating in Place
I returned to blogging almost two weeks ago by announcing that I had been diagnosed with cancer. Breast cancer to be precise. I’d had surgery to remove it four days earlier and was feeling fairly upbeat. I renamed Big C
… finish reading Big C, Revisited
Seven years ago, when I had surgery for ovarian cancer, I spent four days in the hospital hooked to a morphine drip on a moveable stand. I named the apparatus George.
I am always restless in a hospital setting, so
… finish reading Duane
These past two days have been most frustrating. I thought by now I’d be feeling more and more myself, even with the drain still in place. But I’ve felt less and less optimistic, less and less able, less and less
… finish reading Crash
“Will you help me make our bed?”
“Sure,” Earl said. And, because he’s Earl, he wanted to do it as soon as the dryer stopped.
Normally re-stretching the mattress pad and then putting on the sheets is a one-person job,
… finish reading Fresh Sheets
If Earl were here, he’d remind me that a month from today is Christmas. But he’s not. He’s in Chicago attending a funeral. The forty-four-year-old son of close friends died unexpectedly a week ago today.
In the usual scheme of
… finish reading Musings
In the end we ate Thanksgiving dinner at Bob Evan’s yesterday. It was easy, which counted for a lot under the circumstances.
We didn’t have to make conversation with other guests; we didn’t have to dress and bring a hostess
… finish reading Bob’s Place
Today is Thanksgiving Day 2017, and I lay awake this morning thinking of what to be particularly thankful for.
How about the six weeks I spent with bronchitis which prevented Earl and me from visiting Mexico but still paying for
… finish reading On Balance
I love to ask questions. Who? What? Where? When? Why? and How? have been stalwart friends for years. But since my surgery, I’ve realized that it’s hard to ask the right questions when you don’t know what you don’t know.
… finish reading Questions