February 24, 2013
Hiya. I’m feeling a bit sheepish about my promptness (or lack thereof) in sending out this newsletter. I went to work on Saturday and wrote almost all of it but had a sinking spell before I finished. The sinking spell led to an afternoon in my bed “reading” and such. Napping, is the truth. Everyone says not to feel bad about napping so I, um, tried not to. This is the end of a “Week 1” which is the roughest time for me in this treatment routine. And this particular Week 1 knocked me flat. SO – no newsletter yesterday.
Today, up and at ‘em on a gorgeous day here in the mountains! The day invited a walk and the walk, at the Biltmore Estate, turned into a mini expedition with the pup. Then lunch. Then the store. Now, finally, home. Now, finally, the note. Sorry for the delay.
It was a full week. Starting off with a bang of early day tv on Monday, my desire for the week was to get a bunch of glitchy things off the “to-do” list. I have two leaky faucets in my bathroom. I had to arrange the delivery and installation of my new oven (!) and that meant arranging for delivery and installation of propane at my house. Then there is the matter of a faulty connection on the warming floor in my bathroom which, when one gets used to warm toes can really be a jolt early in the morning when the darned thing is just plain cold. No time to complain anymore – just time to get it fixed. I met with and hired a new gal to do some cleaning. I set up appointments for my water system to be serviced (I live in Iron land as far as water goes…) for the faucets to be fixed, for the electrical problem to be fixed. The stove is here. The gas will come on Tuesday. Whew! Somehow it all happened.
In between I had two sessions of treatment and a resulting two days of feeling really crummy. I’m also doing a bit of work for the Honey folks which involved a bit of planning and some recipe writing. And I’m trying to collect comments about my new book which involved asking some people to read it and, perhaps, write something for the cover. Somehow I managed to do all of that.
Tomorrow I get my next to the last (I HOPE) “Week 2” treatment and then head off to Chicago for the Livestrong training. Zip zip. By then the stove will be working as will, I hope, the faucets and the warm floor. Tiny things, yes, but I’m determined to get the glitches done. So there!
I tiptoe into the idea that I am getting better and that this round of treatment will do what needs to be done. I have penciled in some plans for early summer, for mid summer, for the fall. The ink is still tucked away, pending a chat with my doctors, but at least there are plans in my mind. I have a collection of exciting adventures set up, a short trip, a medium trip, a book tour, and a long trip too. We’ll see how it all goes. For now the list stays inside my head and heart.
Today, warmed by this late February sun, I feel a stirring, a return to my life. My bees are out today, tiptoeing into the world, shaking off the dust of the winter. I am going to put some bees in a friend’s garden this summer, a very lush place where my bees will get a completely different view of things. Living here in “Dry Ridge” things are a bit less rich than closer to town. It’ll be interesting to compare home bees and town bees.
When I write to you the next time I’ll know a whole lot more about how I can help Livestrong. Hopefully I’ll have some news about who I might cajole into coming to be a part of our JOYride in May (hey, it can’t hurt to ask, right?)
It seems that each week is so full these days, each month contains more news and more possibilities and more hope. And though I sink hard during Week 1, I come back in Week 2. One more round of sinking and then I’ll get to live, risen up from that difficult spot. Fingers crossed.
Thanks for your patience. I’ll be full of news next week. Until then – cheers!
Laurey
