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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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Wednesday, September 11, 2002
Eventful Morning
Just about every member of the ENT surgical team visited Mom this morning. Dr. Burkey said that the dead part of the affected area is not as big as they had feared it might be. He also said that she will be sent home some time this coming weekend. Mom hopes that means Saturday. She's ready to go home which is a good sign. Mom's fever is gone which means that the antibiotics and her immune system have the infection on the run. As was mentioned earlier, a home health care person will visit her once a day for a while.
Mom asked Dr. Burkey about how two doctors (Spigel and the radiation oncologist) misread the severity and danger of the swelling in her neck. He said that it was a difference in outlook between different types of doctors. "We surgeons are simple people," he said. "We see something, we want to take it out."
11:52:00 AM
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