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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, August 29, 2002
Change
I called Dr. Spigel's office to let him know the swelling is worse. It took all day for the nurse to call me back, so I called again and got to talk to Janice the one who gives me my IV's. She told him what was going on and he made me an appointment at Sarah Cannon tomorrow for radiation at 8:00 with Dr. Ed Hunt. He also called in a prescription for an antibiotic. Thank goodness I'm getting someting else done about this! Janice asked if I were scared to death, but I told her I was ready for some relief. She said she'd be thinking about me. Butch is going to drive Mother and me there.
I probably won't write in here in the morning since I'm leaving early. I'll give you a report when I get home.
3:14:00 PM
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