My participation in a research study for Veterans with terminal cancer continued. My nurse came out to the house twice and we finished sections 3 and 4 of the 7 part program. It is helping. The whole purpose of the study is to help me find meaning in my life in its final stage.
My next appointments at Mayo are with the pulmonary department to see if I can get the Pleurex Catheter removed and with my Oncologist to determine my next course of treatment. According to what comes out of these appointments I will know more of what comes next.
In the meantime the new Medicare RX plan I signed up for has denied my pain killer medication. It seems you just can't win with Medicare Drug plans.
That's it for now.
Here's this weeks' contribution to the "New Normal".
Every Now & Then
Every now and then a feeling comes my way
That takes me back to a place & time
I would have loved to stay
Romantic were those days
my spirit always hot
and I in search of love and life
confounded by others not
Oh lovely Fredericksburg
In winter clear and cold
The “Natural Child” that coffee shop
Where Hippies go we’re told
And Katherine and Linda
And Christian and Arlene
My heart was broke a hundred times
And healed and then made clean
By Folk songs sung by friends of mine
About the world we knew
And war and change and love of course
Though our experiences were few
Midnight walks through college grounds
ignoring the winter chill
a sly embrace at dorm room’s door
Enjoying the forbidden thrill
A ride through town in VW Bus
named with humor Thor
bubbles streaming out the windows
of the bus’s door
brightly patched bell bottoms
nestling on sweet hips
Embroidered shirts of Chambray
Unlipsticked and unglossed lips
The smell of patchouli and clean young bodies
smiles winsome and willing without guile
a toke and a bit of Hendrix
An adventure for a while
The year was nineteen-seventy-one
When boys turned into men
I miss the feeling of that time
Every now and then
Hang in there,
RT
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