Pain is greedy. I’m back at Cedars Sinai, waiting for the go ahead to have
major surgery. After a month in
the hospital, the hour by hour, minute by minute wait to move forward into the
biggest—and most dangerous—leg of this adventure is taking its toll—pain
stealing the motivation to use the computer, to engage in conversation, to
exercise my hurt body, which is necessary for success.
At this point, the amazing doctors have decided to operate
next week, which, from my vantage point in this hospital bed, seems eons away. I have so much to say to all of you,
but pain keeps shutting me down.
Pain –by Emily Dickenson
Pain -- has an Element of Blank --
It cannot recollect
When it begun -- or if there were
A time when it was not --
It has no Future -- but itself --
Its Infinite contain
Its Past -- enlightened to perceive
New Periods -- of Pain.
It cannot recollect
When it begun -- or if there were
A time when it was not --
It has no Future -- but itself --
Its Infinite contain
Its Past -- enlightened to perceive
New Periods -- of Pain.
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