Hello everyone...

...i'm still here, as testimony, picture from Easter, March 27 - the Sunday following release from hospital due to near-death ulcer bleed. I weighed 125 pounds prior to hospitalization and 160 when I left! Just an error by hospital physican (no big deal, right?) in continuing the fluid's feed when I should have been taken off. I blew up like a balloon. I lost 10 pounds of it in two days - the rest took a little longer. Still have water on ankle.

...my son is standing behind me and on the wall behind him, you can partially see cross-stitch wedding sampler I designed and stitched for my son and daughter-in-law the year they were married. Perhaps I'll come across a better view of it.

...resting before me a vase of magnificent yellow irises from my garden - mmmm, eye candy indeed! Spring has been good to our little berg, remaining true to its promise in realizing our expectation of gorgeous blooms from all things floral. The sheer impact of the visual can leave one breathless.

...experienced a slip back. Dreadful - those slip backs. Presently though, thanks to different medication, I'm in tune with the path of life and its wealth blesses me.

...a couple of weeks ago "The Donald" blew into town. He was acting guest speaker (flypaper) for a financial group in sharing with the masses the secret of riches. Very clever were they in camouflaging their come-on from those of predecessors - the ole buy real estate with nothing more than charm of twinkling eyes and dancing feet generated by the ever shaking money tree.

Hi everyone...

...its been awhile since I've posted. Thought I'd better jot a few lines to let you all know I'm still here. Haven't been on-line much lately or visiting Xanga. Shame on me.

...time slips away too quickly with doctors's appointments and testing procedures. Seems all I get accomplished! Dang!!! However, yesterday, made it a point to get out and attend some local functions going on around town. It was a beautiful day to be out side.

...going to participate in a three-day watercolour workshop this week. It has meant cancelling and rearranging some appointments but decided the workshop will be good for me in altering perspective - in several ways.

...will get around to visit you all and catch up. Until then much love and appreciation for your thoughts and prayers. MuSe

Hope everyone enjoyed Easter and the promise it brought. I visited my family and enjoyed marvelous company and food.

...still not at home to use own PC and download the beautiful cards I have received. Something I hope to be doing very soon. Nothing like one's own bed.

...have been spending a great deal of time reading. Mostly light reading to keep some sort of concentration level.

...back on chemo this week. I am behind schedule due to the stomach emergency. Someone must be looking over me to have death so close but not  final curtain. Still too early to know a prognosis because of the interupted first set of treatment.

...trying to put together a good nutrion plan, e.g., something I can eat that is healthy. Understand it so important. So far, mostly everything I try to eat has a metallic taste and texture of grit. Not doing  well in the eating department.

...catch up with you all later,

MuSe

A Quiet Afternoon
by Glenn Smith

"For over 60 years Glenn Smith has been painting scenes
of the Northwest. His passion for color and florals is
evident in his current work. He has created Emily's
Garden to share his love of beauty and nature with you."

...from Nanny a reprieve from the hectic and an afternoon in Emily's Garden. Almost surreal.

...Nanny wrote: "Thank you for all the pleasure you have given me as I have read your blogs and enjoyed the postcards and care of information you share. Thank you for the beauty of the art you bring all of us.
   Know that my prayers are with you along this difficult path you are on. You are loved by many including me.
    Love,
        Nanny"

...Nanny, THANK YOU, for such beautiful thoughts, caring and thinking of me. Much appreciated.

  
MuSe

"Jorge"

...good morning -

...do you remember Jorge? He made his first appearance several years ago. He came out in splendid form and ruled the container category for the season. Indeed, there was a special glow from his being, however, there was no need for him to take on so.

...the "purpose" of Jorge today is two-fold: I'm not using my own PC and lack access to the postcard, (or any postcard),  I had slotted to post. As a substitute, thought Jorge to be a grand portend to upcoming events.

...the last three days I've had, gratefully, a reprieve from the nuisances of illness.  Not everything of course, but the ability to function with some normal grace and cheerfulness.

...think I have found my sea legs. Thank goodness! -  cerebral nausea didn't compliment "anything" else going on in the desert.  Just in time, as a friend reminded me in a comment, I "promised" a journey - mine preferably.   

...what elixir bought time for the muscles to strengthen a healthy pink, you might ask?  An automatic, robotic cliché rescued the void - "I am in God's hands." or slightly revised version: "I'm putting my life in God's hands." As a qualifier, this is about faith, not religion; any name can be supplanted for God's, e.g., higher spirit, etc. In the extremes of life, joy and tragedy, to whom/what do we all turn? With death and poverty being the great equalizers the truth was like thinking it for the first time. This truth is so universal that when told "I was handling it well" and I gave them my thought, the reply was that could be for anybody. It's an "awe" moment. It's a profound moment.

  
MuSe