Having lived through 6 decades, I have decided to formulate a new theorem: Time accelerates as years lived increase. Thus at 67, time is passing at a much greater speed than it did when I was in my teens.
Yet, I still think of myself as young, relatively speaking…at least I feel young! Old people have pill boxes for all their medications, have multiple doctor appointments every week and always find time to talk about their aches and pains with anyone willing to listen.
I’m only 51 days into 2017 and its already been an epic year…last Thursday, February 16, I joined the group of courageous folks living with a breast cancer diagnosis. Thus, I need to find my way through this new challenge as I listen, read, research, ask questions, argue, disagree, seek facts, hope and pray for answers and… invite those who care to follow along …to visit this site when they think of me.
I’m going to have to improve my balance, my mental acuity… needing to simultaneousl go between incoming calls from one surgeon advising what to do about some swollen lymph nodes that reappeared last night, what to bring to my GYN appointment on Friday and which surgeon will culture the swollen nodes, reviewing what to bring to the genetic counselor tomorrow who is drawing blood to see if I have the CHK2 inherited cancer gene, or making sure the breast cancer surgeon has copies of all these other reports and tests for my Thursday afternoon appointment. Yikes !@!@!@!
Not to mention having spent another afternoon sitting in the patient waiting room at Wilmer Eye Institute at Johns Hopkins Hospital in downtown Baltimore, listening for my name to be called for a ultra-sound of my left eye, dilating my pupil and peering into the eye with a very bright light and a chat with the retinal surgeon.
I’m going to call it a day, welcome you to check in now and then to peak into the window of my heart and soul and find what God places there.