Soul Support
Hi ho, MMMLogerinos!
I am a member of a fey band of kindred souls. We four have had many adventures together in this life since we met in the early nineties. We believe we've had lives together before this one as revealed by the past life regressions I've guided our group on. This time writing romance has brought us together.
One of our cherished foursome, DeeAnna, is currently experiencing a health ordeal. She's undergoing chemotherapy for an aggressive form of breast cancer. On her first treatment Darcy went with her to the session and got the lay of the chemo land. She's to have four sessions three weeks apart and yes, she's allowed to have visitors. Yesterday Lisa and I showed up with half a birthday cake (we'd celebrated Darcy's 95th birthday the evening before) and Tarot cards at DeeAnna's request.
The treatment room is lined with recliners and chrome trees that hold plastic balloons of innocuous seeming clear stuff that I guess I expected to look like atomic green glowing Liquid Plumber. We saw our target in the corner in her new red Polo cap and reading a book as a couple of bags dripped into her forearm. We got right down to business and set upon the most delicious chocolate fudge cake with mousse filling anyone has ever tasted. There was a small sliver remaining and I felt bound to leave it on the dessert/coffee table for others to enjoy. Though I wanted to cut it so more could have a tasty crumb and ended up smashing it to blobs that looked as if someone had already eaten them. I noted that when we left the cake was still there while DeeAnna's lime bars she'd gotten up at 5:00 a.m. to make for the nurses and other patients were nearly gone. Guess presentation really is everything.
There were maybe five patients there when we arrived, but the room was full when we left. Gosh, that's daunting. Afterwards the three of us went to Whole Foods and strolled and ate samples and chatted and spent more money on beautiful goodies than we expected to. That was a great way to finish DeeAnna's session and we were glad to be along as she had moments of, well, "chemo brain" that put her perception a bit off. In fact, during the chemo we were doing Tarot and I told her "to cut the cards towards ya." She ignored me and I asked again if she wanted to cut the cards. She said sure. But I asked you to before, I said. She hooted and said she heard: cut cards, Georgia. Her name is not Georgia so she didn't respond. Hoooooohaaaaa! So I called her Georgia the rest of the time!
In three weeks we'll sally forth together to treatment land again. In the meantime we'll give great soul support to each other and ask you to join us with your kindest, most healing, loving thoughts and prayers for DeeAnna and my dear cousin Diana and the many others who are going through the same thing at the same time.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmelinda
I am a member of a fey band of kindred souls. We four have had many adventures together in this life since we met in the early nineties. We believe we've had lives together before this one as revealed by the past life regressions I've guided our group on. This time writing romance has brought us together.
One of our cherished foursome, DeeAnna, is currently experiencing a health ordeal. She's undergoing chemotherapy for an aggressive form of breast cancer. On her first treatment Darcy went with her to the session and got the lay of the chemo land. She's to have four sessions three weeks apart and yes, she's allowed to have visitors. Yesterday Lisa and I showed up with half a birthday cake (we'd celebrated Darcy's 95th birthday the evening before) and Tarot cards at DeeAnna's request.
The treatment room is lined with recliners and chrome trees that hold plastic balloons of innocuous seeming clear stuff that I guess I expected to look like atomic green glowing Liquid Plumber. We saw our target in the corner in her new red Polo cap and reading a book as a couple of bags dripped into her forearm. We got right down to business and set upon the most delicious chocolate fudge cake with mousse filling anyone has ever tasted. There was a small sliver remaining and I felt bound to leave it on the dessert/coffee table for others to enjoy. Though I wanted to cut it so more could have a tasty crumb and ended up smashing it to blobs that looked as if someone had already eaten them. I noted that when we left the cake was still there while DeeAnna's lime bars she'd gotten up at 5:00 a.m. to make for the nurses and other patients were nearly gone. Guess presentation really is everything.
There were maybe five patients there when we arrived, but the room was full when we left. Gosh, that's daunting. Afterwards the three of us went to Whole Foods and strolled and ate samples and chatted and spent more money on beautiful goodies than we expected to. That was a great way to finish DeeAnna's session and we were glad to be along as she had moments of, well, "chemo brain" that put her perception a bit off. In fact, during the chemo we were doing Tarot and I told her "to cut the cards towards ya." She ignored me and I asked again if she wanted to cut the cards. She said sure. But I asked you to before, I said. She hooted and said she heard: cut cards, Georgia. Her name is not Georgia so she didn't respond. Hoooooohaaaaa! So I called her Georgia the rest of the time!
In three weeks we'll sally forth together to treatment land again. In the meantime we'll give great soul support to each other and ask you to join us with your kindest, most healing, loving thoughts and prayers for DeeAnna and my dear cousin Diana and the many others who are going through the same thing at the same time.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmelinda
posted by MMMelinda at 9:43 AM
