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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, January 10, 2004
Rituxan Revisited
I begin my next-to-the-last round of Rituxan treatments Tuesday. The last one will be when school is out in the summer. I told Janie about the schedule, so she can get a substitute for me. I let the kids know, so they'll be prepared for four absences. I'll be out the next four Tuesdays, which means I have to plan work that can be done without me. These students will be fine to leave with a substitute and behave really well. I'll use the guilt factor if I have to but don't think it will be necessary with them. I'd much rather be teaching than sitting in the chemo lounge for four hours or so with an IV and nodding off from the Benadryl. I want this lymphoma to stay in remission and believe the Rituxan will help.
10:28:00 AM
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