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3 Comments:Sending prayers your way. :-) We need a patron saint of retina repairs, and this twinnishness is starting to get out of hand - though my retina isn't detaching, it's doing something wacky!
Bess, dear, you know you have them. Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Tuesday, August 07, 2007 Well, my dear hearts, Here is another All Points Bulletin asking for your prayers, your good thoughts, your visioning, your love and happy requests that Ed’s eye heals for good this time. Yesterday, on what we expected would be a routine check-up at the eye doctor, Ed’s retina began to bubble away from his eye again. It was sudden, painless, and disappointing. He’s now got to sit hunched all day over a table, reading a book, or walking gently looking down at the floor. sleep is on his stomach - not - or at least propped with pillows on his side so his eye faces down. We go back Thursday for another look-see but there are other possible surgical steps that may lie ahead. So. So. Let us hope that we don’t have to go that route. As Mr. Bennet says “Let us hope for better things.” Let us see my darling all healed up with better vision than ever. And here is one of life’s odd little balances. This weekend is TheReunion. In a summer that has included cleaning out my dad’s house, selling it and moving him, 3 retinal detachments for my husband, a funny little health blip of my own and a drought that has eliminated 45% of our farm income, TheReunion and it’s subsequent visit from FavoriteCousins just didn’t loom high on my horizon of happiness. It was something that we do and we enjoy. I can't imagine evern not having a good time when FavoriteCousins are visiting. But the weekend really had started to feel like just one more thing to check off the list. After the doctor visit, though he didn’t say so, I know there is the chance that Ed’ll be in surgery again on Friday and by gum, this time we are staying in an air conditioned motel room and watching junk TV. We may not get to TheReunion at all. So, how is this for the universe balancing out. Last night FavoriteCousinC called and said, with a teary voice, “We just can’t come this year!”. I mean - it was all I could do to not shout “Yippee!!”, which I didn’t do, of course. I laughed though. And told her how it was with us. And how there were 15 boxes of family memorabilia on the back porch and another half dozen on the bed they’d be sleeping in and how our yard looks like Death Valley and you know we don’t have A/C. And we talked for an hour and laughed about it and were both so glad. I miss them. But they’re really busy with 2 girls going off to college and one boy coming home from a summer abroad and we will get together again sometime soon - when we can just sit and visit and not have any distractions. Yep. Sometimes the world just likes to right itself. Still and all - good thoughts, white light, happy healing hopes are so so welcome right now. Please fill your hearts with the joy of the thought that my dear Big Darling is, as baby LD used to say, “All Fixed”. Much love and thanks to you all. posted by Bess | 7:08 AM |
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