Feeling quite odd this morning. Lightheaded, spacey even. Time and place do not sync. Out of time and place. In about 24 hrs I meet the new pneumologist. Going to the hospital on Christmas Eve. I have to call Wayne later and remind him. I have to remember that I am driving this thing, that I am making this happen. I am not powerless, yet. I am not just a passenger. This is my life, still. Hospital on Christmas Eve. Must be something serious, huh?
Nicole went shopping with Roger, an old cherished lawn bowling bud. Younger than us even. I decided to stay home. I did not want to take the risk of pushing myself too hard. While I will not say I am forevermore housebound, I am for now. We are stocking up today.
I have no energy to spare. I am laying very low. Tomorrow with the new pneumologist I make a new plan. After Christmas back on the treadmill. Back to work getting stronger. Hitting back. Today, not.
I feel Christmas this season as if I were a child again. I am remembering and feeling it all over again. All the magic and love. I feel it this year all over again. It is beautiful outside like a holiday card. I am safe in my home. I will stay safe in my home. Christmas day with our family! No worries or cares, they love us and will come fetch us. I am blessed.
I imagine I will want to write tomorrow after my meeting with the new pneumologist. If I do not for some reason, Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and Peace on Earth. Love to all.
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