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Most dramatic lymphoma posts are from June 2002 - February 2003 archives.

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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


Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
Tuesday, August 27, 2002  

This is just different. The 100 mgs of Prednisone hasn't reduced the swelling yet. I got an email from one of the guys on the Yahoo NHL Group who said his second treatment really made his lumps and swelling disappear. I'm hoping for this. I look like one of those frogs that balloons its neck out. This makes my skin burn from being stretched so far. My neck is stiff and sore, too. I have to prop it on something to get some relief, too. I'm not sure what's going on. Maybe the chemo is killing the tumors and it's all clogged up in there. It needs to leave. Wonder where it goes? And how? I have such a grasp of anatomy.

When this swelling goes down, I know I'll feel better. Still just napping instead of sleeping.

7:31:00 AM

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