tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post1927520209494011305..comments2024-01-01T20:33:52.554-08:00Comments on a moon, worn as if it had been a shell: 3:56, Monday afternoonElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-23187293856430677962012-11-08T06:19:35.752-08:002012-11-08T06:19:35.752-08:00We're still doing a lot of waiting over here, ...We're still doing a lot of waiting over here, too (even though the election is finally over.) Went to the liver specialist yesterday, hoping for some answers for my husband's rather strange diagnosis of "fatty liver," which is apparently quite curable if you are obese or an alcoholic, but has no cure if you are thin and healthy and don't drink much. We went with the hope that we might find some answers to whether his liver is damaged from the condition. Unfortunately, we found out that we just have more waiting in store for us, (at least 6 weeks) for more sophisticated bloodwork, and then possibly a liver biopsy, right before Christmas, no less. And I know that people all over the world are waiting for news about loved ones, and it is common to man, but still. The waiting is hard and it's hard to be strong and have hope when your own body feels like it's giving out more than half the time. <br /><br />Sorry for the self-pity rant. Somehow this post and the poem expressed the shadows that seem to be hanging over me these days...Lesliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01221703763145912238noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-12201976419030488212012-11-07T01:56:40.950-08:002012-11-07T01:56:40.950-08:00that kind of waiting is terrible and oppressive. ...that kind of waiting is terrible and oppressive. Francescahttp://www.fuoriborgo.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-20000750519957179742012-11-06T16:32:45.606-08:002012-11-06T16:32:45.606-08:00I hope you don't have to wait long. I hate tha...I hope you don't have to wait long. I hate that inbetween time when you are waiting for things to settle and become ok again.Annahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18190504250173924330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-9678384588278341732012-11-06T04:39:24.437-08:002012-11-06T04:39:24.437-08:00As full of despair as this sounds, sometimes I jus...As full of despair as this sounds, sometimes I just feel as if it is all a waiting for death. Sitting there, shuffling the cards, laying them out in one more game of Solitaire, just waiting.<br />I know this is can't be, ISN'T the truth, but sometimes doesn't it just feel that way? <br /><br />Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-15997866339890746042012-11-06T01:53:42.937-08:002012-11-06T01:53:42.937-08:00breathe...my dear...breathebreathe...my dear...breatheTaradharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17665801586196931603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-80968472175674099082012-11-05T22:57:28.109-08:002012-11-05T22:57:28.109-08:00This is a weird time. It just is.This is a weird time. It just is.Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-73719876589941490562012-11-05T20:22:23.890-08:002012-11-05T20:22:23.890-08:00It is sad work waiting for someone to die. You wa...It is sad work waiting for someone to die. You want them here forever but you want them not to suffer and be sick. So a small part of you thinks it would be best for them to go but the rest of you fights it. <br /><br />Keep us posted on the marijuana. Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-71528907915166722512012-11-05T19:48:13.227-08:002012-11-05T19:48:13.227-08:00I wish I could help... it pains me to hear about ...I wish I could help... it pains me to hear about sophie. waiting sucks. Alicia Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06244714478310893367noreply@blogger.com