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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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Saturday, November 09, 2002
The Tape
This tape looks so weird but apparently helps. It's applied to stretched skin that was held taut while my head was turned as far as it would go. The anchor of it is where the lymph vessels empty into the subclavian veins. The idea is for the tape to sort of massage the skin as the person moves around. It feels tight at times when I turn my head and a little itchy but not bad. It just looks really odd. A physical therapist who worked with an orthopedist used the tape for therapy and also had MLD training. They do sessions for the other therapists to learn about it.
About the only thing I've noticed from the Rituxan is a little less energy. No fever, nothing else. Again, so far, so good.
I have a new post on Around the Bend now.
10:02:00 AM
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