No Regrets in Everyday Ramblings

  • May 25, 2014, 5:10 p.m.
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This is a local regular, a song sparrow. Handsome fellow. He just sat there yesterday and did not flit off and I was grateful to get his picture. These guys are always in motion.

The sister is doing well considering… It looks like she won’t come home until Tuesday as she still has a drain that is, well, draining. She is very coherent and had a chat with Kes yesterday about local reservoirs and water supply after hearing about our boil water alert.

Which they lifted just before noon yesterday! I could deal with practically everything but the hand washing. One needs a basin like in the old days. And then over at the studio I had to use my drinking water to wash my hands. I spent some time online yesterday looking for gentle non-toxic hand sanitizer that doesn’t leave a strong scent. I found one for babies and ordered a couple of bottles. Just to have. Because it will be some time before our whole water supply is in covered holding tanks and this type of contamination will most likely happen again.

Apparently they usually do an additional six weeks of chemo after this surgery but my oldest sister, says no way. Not a chance. Nada. It is her decision and I think her doctor concurs. With her lung disease and general weakness… we are looking at quality of life issues now. She says she can deal with the bag. It is better than carrying around the TPN backpack like she has been doing for the last five or six weeks.

I was sad to hear the IV port is not coming out. They will leave that in indefinitely. It makes sense but still, she will never ever be able to forget all this happened. Kes was encouraged though and so the news is good.

So sad about the Santa Barbara shooting. Sigh.

I got up early this morning and wrote a poem! Very cool. The last one I attempted was horrid but this one isn’t too bad. You can find it here .

I’m off soon to teach (if I have any students), but otherwise to enjoy a long walk across the river. It isn’t supposed to rain until this evening.

Some time very soon I need to come up with a marketing plan for my public classes. I know I am going to make a separate Facebook page and Twitter feed for it and then I will need to maintain those as well as a good looking website. I need to make this business profitable financially. It already sustains me emotionally (my mood is much better due to sleep and appropriate practices and doing what I love, taking pictures and writing and hanging out with Sam.)

No regrets, coyote.


Lyn May 25, 2014

Lovely poem. I detect the essence of Mr. Finch.

As always, best to your sister.

Ragdolls May 25, 2014

Zipster May 25, 2014

Glad it went well for your sister; it sounds like she's at peace with what is. A very evocative poem.

gypsy spirit May 26, 2014

I concur with your sisters decision about refusing chemo......at my age I wouldn't have it either in those circumstances.....quality of life is far more important than extra months of discomfort. Sparrows are beautiful....your picture isn't visible to me today for some reason, but you stated what it was so I can visualize it...I love them too. You seem to be coping well with the water issue....we humans can be more adaptable than is often realized. hugs p

SmudgyR May 26, 2014

Hi. I followed the link and really enjoyed your poems and photos. Thanks.

edna million May 29, 2014

I love the poem-- it is very evocative of Mr. Finch and of course huge and omnipresent loss.

What a cute little bird! And how thoughtful of him to sit there for you.

I don't blame your sister either - but what a hard choice. I think I'd choose the same.

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