Legions of kids have learned to write in the dark. Here with only the screen to illuminate the keyboard, most words are coming out misspelled or glued to each other. But it's peaceful here at 6:30 a.m.
The friend I joined for lunch with the other day is in crunch time. The big city Cancer Center is doing its Hail Mary pass. Her husband has been entered in a clinical trial with a new combination of FDA approved drugs. A stew of chemicals. The Doctor is brusque, delivering the news that if this stew doesn't work, he has a few months.
Been there. Our story: Same Doctor. Same news. Same M.O. Result: a few days, not a few months.
The players are different. The doctor is the same, but different, too. He misplaced his bedside manner. Her husband is suffering. She is suffering.
Her husband spends a lot of time on ebay, buying little classic cars displayed in plastic cases. Setting these little jewels round the perimeter of his home office.
She will be left with these little cars. And a complicated home business she and her husband have run together for decades. And no one to yell at.
She'll live on Widowhood Lane with me.
Good morning
What's the point?
Everything
Have a lovely and very special day
My very special friends
Sorry to hear about your friend and her husband. Life can be so hard and cruel sometimes.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jean. Yes, life can be so hard sometimes. I hope my caring helps to anchor her frightened spirit as her life loses its moorings.
ReplyDeleteAs my BFF said to me, the week before she died, "This cancer shit is crap!" It will help your friend just to know that you know exactly how she feels and what she is dealing with. then you can gently lead her along the "journey".Sometimes, been there, done that, is a good thing?
ReplyDeleteI agree! I wouldn't want to be in her shoes, but I've been in her shoes. What's nice, is that her grief doesn't trigger mine, because mine has morphed into contentment. Though, we shall see...
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