dcnovice
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May 27, 2014 Lights on the Horizon Dear Ones --- I’m pretty much trudging these days. Exhaustion deeper than I’ve ever encountered has engulfed me, and it’s bad enough to make me nostalgic for chemo fatigue. I’m more scared of the next operation than of the last one because I know what a long, hard slog it will be. An elderly cyst at the back of my head is making me twitch and ache; I don’t have the bandwidth to tackle that atop the surgery. Work is wearying and frustrating. My sideboard is a sea of envelopes stuffed with medical paperwork and bills I can’t bring myself to sort out. I’m lonely and terrified that paragraphs like these project such negativity that I’m driving folks away. So I need to lift my eyes off the rutted path and scan the horizon for light and hope. Let’s see if we can’t find something to look forward to after making it through this medical marathon. Here goes . . . Having energy again. Walking, dancing, swimming. Hitting the beach. Answering letters and emails. At this point I owe a reply to everyone I’ve ever met, and more than a few folks I haven’t. Having the strength to heft the latest Wilson biography. Being a more attentive uncle and godparent. Going to the movies. Canoeing. Enjoying the Advent retreat at Rehoboth in December. Becoming a regular at St. Margaret’s again. Leaving my trusty pillow at home. Having the prep be the worst part of a colonoscopy. Exploring the Zoo, seeing everything that’s opened and changed since I last had any steam for facing the hill. Guiding folks at Wilson House. Culling and organizing my books. Forgetting what morphine tablets look like. Going on vacation. Giving thanks and thanks and thanks. Well, that’ll work for a start. As ever, love to you all! Cheers, DC
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No matter how cynical you become, it's never enough to keep up. JANE WAGNER, THE SEARCH FOR SIGNS OF INTELLIGENT LIFE IN THE UNIVERSE
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