January 1, 2010
I had begun my new year on 11/6/2009 so I just chilled out about the Big Night. A good friend stopped by with the remainder of some champagne so I could toast the New Year. “Chin, chin” as Tony would say.
Resolutions: none. 6 mos ago when I heard my diagnosis I kept propelling myself ahead to frightening options. Then losing a few months with surgery, I fretted about precious time being wasted. Somehow, through prayer or a miracle, I get up each day, throw a prayer up at the ceiling, groan, and roll out of bed.
… I am amazed I was even able to work for the last 4 years! The day slips by so fast now, and I might have only eaten a yogurt, read 2 emails, listened to the Today show, and sometimes that’s the fruits of the day, until I give God a shout-out and fight to try to sleep.
My son, Peter, had hydrocephalus and spinabifida and other serious issues, requiring hospitalization for the nearly 6 years of his life. His brain stem was all that sustained him, but even with those primitive responses, God found a way to shelter him. When under seige his body would go into hibernation, until he could move back into his routine.
I suspect I am experiencing my own hibernation, and withdrawing seems to be my coping mechanism.
“Chin, chin!” to each day of my life, one day at a time. Happy New Day~
Happy New Day Vicki.
I have sent you a prayer by email (cut and paste and hyperlink etc are beyond me!)
Love and hugs freda
Aw, thank you, dear Freda!! There is always hope, even when we reach the end of our days. I don’t know what I would do without my faith, and I’m sure you feel the same way. We will be with our children, our parents and more. But since I’m Catholic, I have a hunch we will be playing poker in purgatory!!!! Blessings, V