Monday, November 7, 2011

Well, I heard from the Terrace doctor's office this morning - all the paperwork is in order, but apparently the radiation department is short handed, so it's taking longer than usual to set up appointments. So I'll wait until end of day tomorrow, which will be two weeks, then I will get my referring surgeon to start bugging them. Doctors always get faster results than patients.

My first load of laundry is underway with 2 more to go, so I should be done by mid-afternoon as long as I don't get so wrapped up in what I'm doing that I forget about it.

Yoda has discovered that the laptop is nice and warm, especially if you sprawl across the keyboard, and is quite indignant that I keep moving him off. You can't do the usual spray bottle trick when your cat is lying on a computer. You know how it is with water and electronics!

Surprised by Joy

Surprised by joy--impatient as the wind
I turned to share the transport--Oh! with whom
But thee, deep buried in the silent tomb,
That spot which no vicissitude can find?
Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind--
But how could I forget thee? Through what power,
Even for the least division of an hour,
Have I been so beguiled as to be blind
To my most grievous loss!--That thought's return
Was the worst pang that sorrow ever bore,
Save one, one only, when I stood forlorn,
Knowing my heart's best treasure was no more;
That neither present time, nor years unborn
Could to my sight that heavenly face restore.

William Wordsworth
1770 - 1850

Written for his daughter who died age 4.

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