Monday, September 11, 2023

         I forget I now live in the land of sickness.  I sit in my comfortable recliner and make ambitious unattainable plans. Today I am missing my favorite OLLI writing class. I feel sad and guilty.  Why did I think I could do this.  Yesterday I didn’t leave my house. I thought about walking to the mailbox to pick up mail, I thought about watering the potted plants on the deck.  I just couldn’t do those small tasks.

         Today I prepare for the next three weeks of immunotherapy treatments. Mostly encouraging my mind to just accept this reality. I do have a choice. And I am grateful for these dreaded treatments.

         Last night I watch several more episodes of WHAT HE LAST SAID TO ME. Tonight I will watch the last episode. Also watch the charming JOHN WILSON DOCUMENTARY show on HBO,MAX.

         My younger talented sister and I talk on the phone comparing our medical lives and our reading lives.  We are not competitive, it’s more like we are sharing what we are learning in our strange wonderous life.