Still life with cat dish
Still. Life. Yeah.
Drugged as I am, I can't sleep. It's okay; I'm just beginning to process everything. My ear hurts, even with the Vicodin, and I know I won't be out of the woods until the pathology report comes back, and I go on and then off the interferon, and my skin is clear for a couple of checks, and... the docs say never.
I don't believe them.
My camera is God knows where; I took this with my cell phone, just now. I look like hell--but I really don't. There is an ear under there. And in case you can't see, the green circles are smiley-face stickers. (It came that way, but I like them.)
I'm really happy that there's a healing Eucharist tomorrow. It has nothing to do with me; this is the last regular Friday of the month. The band goes straight across my forehead; oh well, Louis will figure out how to anoint me.
My community has been the very definition of awesome. I still feel everyone's prayers, like little invisible wings fluttering all around me. Sure, I just had surgery to remove cancer--but all of the results so far have been as good as they possibly could have. (Yes, I had it--but it had not spread.) I was by myself today, in what I jokingly called "medical jail"--but I was never alone.
Thank you all, so much.
Cat dish comes off Saturday, any time I want. Then I get to practice putting Bacitracin over steri-strips, with a Q-tip, without flinching. Sutures come out next Thursday, but I won't be sleeping on that side for awhile.
I'm not looking forward to seeing my ear for the first time--but part of me is also giggling at the idea of being half-Vulcan.
Yep. Still loopy. Or just damn happy that this part is over. Thankful to God, my doctors, my community, and my body.
Story forthcoming, tomorrow sometime.
22 comments:
I hear God in your words, I see God in your gorgeous eyes and smile.
And that half-Vulcan bit is making me laugh too.
Laughter and gratitude - are there better prayers than that?
((((Kirstin))))
Well, I think you look great, Ms. Spock.
(((((Kirstin)))))
(((((Fran))))
(((((PJ)))))
Thank you, so much.
(though I'm more doing the Storm Trooper thing, right now)
Kirstin, you look wonderful, and that ain't no BS. Thanks be to God. I pray the pathology report is good news. Hang on there, Sistah.
{{{{Kirstin}}}}}
You look and sound wonderful (although you may not believe it).
Besides, Vulcans are awesome... maybe you can figure out the mind meld and the neck grab!
Yes, you definitely look better than earlier. I wish you could get some sleep, girl.
You're lovely, and "half-Vulcan" is a delight to read.
Little flutters from Connecticut
YESSS!!!!! The best news possible!
And Spock was only "hal-Vulcan" too--imagine the possibilities!!
many blessings, --margaret
Ah, I love to see the smile. :)
There are far, far worse things to be than half Vulcan. Or maybe half elf, I mean if Lord of the Rings taught us anything its that elves are very nice to look at.
Especially The Lady of Lórien, Tandaina ;-)
Kirstin, it's so good to see you looking so lovely and alive, cat-dish and all. Half-elf is a good way to be, I reckon, but I can see the advantages in half-Vulcan...
God is good, bringing you through this with such love and humour, and with such a wonderful smile. You stay loopy, girl - it's the only way to be...
Lots of love, and all blessings
Mike
You look like a wrestler in that photo, which is so appropriate as you will wrestle and win.
Hugs and prayers continue!
As long as you don't learn how to do the knuckle crunch that Vulcans do, go for it. (My big bro used to smash my knuckles together in a handshake.)
My kittehs are sending lots of purrs and fuss saying they like cat dishes.
And I send you lots of prayers and fuss. Thank you so much for letting us know and see how you're doing.
Wings flutter and a candle burns by Mary.
Yea!!!!!!!!!Answered prayers.
Suzanne
Thank you all, so much!
Neck grab, Allie? I have sutures there! (Not a lot--just a couple inches below the ear.)
People keep telling me I look like a wrestler, or a hockey player. I rather like the warrior chic, LOL. It's, er, growing on me.
Thank you for the prayers, hugs, fuss, and flutters. Susan, I just took a really good nap. Not done yet.
Wobbly and out of it today, which is why I haven't written more here. It's also really hot. But I had a popsicle before lunch. :-)
God is good, all the time.
Cat dish -- no way -- they require fine china -- I have wanted to be halfelven since I read TLOTR in the '60's. Never made it. May you find that joy (never knew it had to do with EARS!,
The neck grab (pinch) is what Spock does to other people - not that would be done to you,... grab someone on the upper shoulder area and they pass out, therefore it wouldn't ruin your sutures.
Leonard Nimoy invented it for the Star Trek episode "The Enemy Within." At one point he was supposed to knock out Kirk by hitting him with the butt end of a phaser, but Nimoy thought that was too violent, unfuturistic, and generally u"n-Vulcan."
(runs back to dork-cave)
Warrior chic is totally you, KP. So good to see you, smiling and surviving.
LOTR-geeks, remind me. Wasn't Arwen Undomiel half-elven? If not, her children certainly were, and you can't do much better than be compared to the children of Aragorn son of Arathorn and Arwen the Evenstar of her People.
Louis will certainly manage. And so shall you!
Hugs and smoochies!
(((((Paul))))
I am so relieved, I don't know how to tell you. I feel safe, and alive.
Rrrrraaaarrrrrrr!
{{{{hugs}}}}
I'm glad all went as well as it should have.
When I got my cartilege piercing on my upper ear, I learned a few things. The first thing I learned was, don't GET a cartilege piercing on your upper ear--it HURTS!!
The second thing I learned was that you can sleep on that side of your face before your ear is willing to take the pressure on it, by wadding your pillow and balancing your face on it so that your cheekbone/jaw are on the pillow but your ear dangles off (so more pillow to the front of your face and none past the ear).
And the last thing I learned, which might come in handy if you ever decide to ignore the first lesson I learned is, pay attention to what side of your face you sleep on most, and get the other ear pierced.
Sending you quick healing vibes!
Karen
Karen, I adore you. :-)
Think of this adventure as just more sermon material and keep grinning. Prayers continuing.
Kirstin, "Live long and prosper." Isn't that what Spock said or am I having a Sr. moment and getting him confused with someone else? No matter, do it anyway. You remain in my prayers as I pray the Daily Office. Two new kittens, Boo and Doc, are now praying the Daily Office with me, so our prayers are triple strength.
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