Sunday, November 20, 2022

I am so tired of difficulties with my aging body for the last two years.  It started with knee failure, then pulmonary embolisms, kidney cancer and now bladder cancer. These are powerful words and do not actually describe my experience, those are medical words.  I feel well with minor body irritations. I get tired and restless and am uncomfortable with the treatments.  My knee functions well now but is achy in cold damp weather. I sleep, I eat, I poop, I talk and laugh and sometimes I cry. I spend time with family and friends and write.  This is my life today.

The smart journalist brought me a chocolate milkshake and tater tots for lunch yesterday. The three of us ate together. He moved some furniture in the house. The sun is bright and warm in the middle of the day.

I couldn’t stop myself from starting a conversation with the other patient waiting for laboratory testing.  We both wore masks and were not looking at our cell phones. So unusual to find someone not looking at their cell phone as they wait. It was only a few words and was satisfying.

It is Sunday morning. I haven’t made plans for the day yet.