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The Waking
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I cannot go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
--Theodore Roethke
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Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
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Thursday, June 20, 2002
Prednisone
This is my last day to take Prednisone until treatment. I'm looking forward to being able to sleep again when it wears off. Food tastes strange. It's hard to describe but seems sort of diluted and watered-down - almost transluscent. Then there's the sweating, agitation, and other fun things to go with it. During my appointment at Healthy Habits with Jim, the gleefully sadistic reflexologist, we were amazed by how much the swelling has decreased in my neck, which was twice the size it is now. I think I just had the idea tumors were cells that congregated and went awry. I suppose it's the awry aspects that cause inflammation and interference. Traffic jams will do that.
I went by the central office today to discuss sick leave and am going to take the whole year off since I have the accumulated days and don't know how this is going to affect me. That will make it much less stressful for me and easier for them to hire a teacher for a full year. This part I'm looking forward to but not what I will be going through.
2:43:00 PM
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