Been keeping very quite for a time. There are so many emotions to process. Digging my way out of the denial I had been living in. Yes, my parents are aging. Yes, my dad has cancer. Yes, my mom is frail and her lung is slowly shutting down. I can't hide from it anymore. It is glaring, staring me right in the face. Acceptance. I am doing my best to be there for them. Week by week, bit by bit, my mom and I unpack boxes and find places for things. Dad went for another chemo treatment last week and still feels good. Even has an appetite! Relationships are being mended. That is prayer at work.
Last Friday I had a Dr. appt. He needed bloodwork for my meds and wanted to see me. He asked how everything was going. I filled him in on what's going on with my parents. "How are you sleeping"? he asked. I laughed. 4 hours is about it. He said I need more than that, I need to get into deeper sleep. He prescribed Tamazeapam. I agreed. I need to remember to ask for help when I need it. Seriously, I feel like a new person. So, for a while, I need help sleeping...what a difference it makes.
Yesterday I saw the Ortho surgeon that will do my partial knee replacement. April 28 I will have a new knee! I am very excited to have this done, to be able to be active again.....like going for walks!
The other day I played around with cheapie oil pastels. I keep returning again and again to the pear. Not sure why, other than I've done it so often it's become an old friend.
Not sure about you, but I really miss all the art that I did during January....art journaling with Misty. Art had become a habit, not only doing my own, but what you've done as well.
Work has disabled blogging from our computers. During slow times I can no longer read blogs nor post to my own. I feel so disconnected now. Not much time to do it in the evenings either.
That has been a big disappointment......