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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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Tuesday, August 06, 2002
Next Day
I had a good night and still feel good this morning. I slept late after getting up a few times to go to the bathroom since I'm drinking quarts of water per instructions from the information they gave me about these drugs. They can cause major bladder problems so I want to avoid that and keep a bottle of water with me all the time. Some people start off fine and then feel worse as they go along and others do the opposite. So far chemo is not even close to as bad as Prednisone. Hope that continues.
Cindy Draper said she would loan me her Jamaican hat with the dreadlocks, so if you see me around town with dreads, you'll know where they came from. Should I wear my boa with that? Maybe I'll just go for anonymity and wear a burka.
It's been great hearing from you! Thanks again so much for the concern, prayers, and caring!! It helps more than you know!
10:24:00 AM
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