Friday, March 30, 2018

Happy Easter

Thanks for all the letters and cards you have been sending.  It is hard for me to write or talk on the phone. I love hearing from you and love knowing I am in your thoughts and hearing stories of our times together. Talking makes me cough. I fade out while just listening. Even chatty friends find it conversation death to sit with me.  I love it that you call, drop in for quick visit- leave as needed when my "keepers" (Jim and Kristin) urge you out the door, not taking it personally and when you show up with no scented hair or body!

A funny thing -- (or grim - depending how you are feeling) - I was thinking maybe I should just end it (you can do that here in Oregon). Then hospice sent me more drugs. I found my self worrying about taking too much of something and killing myself!. Guess I am not quite done yet!

So keep on keeping in touch. Baseball season has started and Cubs started off by winning and hitting an opening Home Run!

I know the urge to bring gifts is strong but I can't eat sweets, my TV stand is overflowing with offerings, and real flowers or plants make me cough. Also, gifts are one more thing Jim and Kristin have to find places for or do something with (and they have enough jobs).

The best gifts are your cards and very short visits or notes on Facebook or texts.

Got the concentrator up and running.  So put me in coach for another inning!


4 comments:

Gommie said...

Love the Easter egg rock at Cannon Beach! Poor confused bunny.

We’re thinking of you all the time and keeping vigil with a daily candle. No scent, just warmth and light for you, carrying our prayers to enfold you.

Blessings and love to you at this Pascha Feast. I hope someone is going to hunt eggs for you, even if you can’t eat them!

With love at this season of color and new life.
Rick and Angela

Mary Stuart Turner said...

Dear Ann,

I'm guessing you've been part of my life for at least 35 years. Your humor, love, and conversations over a cold beer have meant more than I can say.

I love you!

Mary

Judy said...

I just wanted to express my appreciation for your sharing of your innermost thoughts (and fears sometimes) about your journey. I recently learned that my “bestie” from high school has been diagnosed with terminal cancer, and your sharing of how you are facing your last days helps me to kind of know the struggles she is having internally and worries about how her husband, family and friends are trying to deal with her eventual death. Another newer friend, who has lived with spina bifida for 72 years, now has a diagnosis of ALS. They are both trying to face their diagnoses with pragmatism, dignity and courage. For those of us on the outside, I personally feel so helpless to do much except pray and stay in close touch. So, my dear friend, thank you for exposing yourself and being vulnerable to all of us who love you and are devastated that you are having to deal with all of this. Blessings to you this Easter, and continued prayers.

Peggy Hotchkiss said...

I can empathize with the talking and coughing connection. Frustrating! You are very much in my prayers.
Love,
Peggy