Today Was The Day

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I'm home.

Having coffee while petting Meredith Ann.

Riley is napping on his scratching post perch.

Better known as the best seat for bird tv.

Not much of that today.

Wet out.

Not raining now though.

Riley and I talked for a while

about where the birds go

when it rains.

Into the trees, we figured.

 

Today, I went to my favorite hospital.

Been there so much,

that I know just about every floor.

Things went well.

I no longer have attachments.

My fancy surgery and six weeks

of recovery are over.

 

I'm now waiting.

I will know this weekend

if all of this worked.

My Dr., the fancy surgeon,

told me that everything will

 be fine or not.

That I'll know if things go wrong.

 

I am walking without pain.

First time in six weeks.

 

I have a list a mile long

of what I want and need

to get done.

 

This being sick

is really not for me.

I want to do so many things.

Having kidney failure

is just so yesterday. lol

 

I am hopeful.

I always seem to be.

 

My next big test is in June.

I've done one of these before.

It's a fancy test to see

how your kidney functions.

Each time I sign up for one,

they ask if I've had a kidney transplant.

It's a test to see if your kidney

is failing and I have to explain

my story.

 

Yes, I know how to have fun

at the imaging area.

 

So, for this weekend,

I plan on pretending

that everything is grand.

 

My six weeks has earned

me the honorary degree

of old cat lady

who sits in the woods

and can walk without pain.

 

I know how to celebrate

this thing called life.

 

Oh, and I plan on dancing.

 

Yes, I do.

 

~ JC ~

Imagine That One

I just finished a one mile walk

with Leslie Sansone.

Oh My God ...

Am I out of shape or what.

That's not a question.

It's a fact.

I am out of breath.

I am hurting everywhere.

I am old.

I am tired.

No not really.

I am invincible.

I need to lose weight.

(oh, do I ever)

I need to get in walking mode.

(going to the desert soon)

Note that I did not say dessert

I said desert.

(Think cactus and rocks)

Sedona has lots of walks/hikes.

If I don't get in shape,

I'll be lost in the dust.

Imagine that one.

Ok, now you know why

I'm walking.

I need the weekend

to recover so I can

do it again on Monday

Anyone want to walk with me ?

~JC~

The Cracking Of Trees

Jasmine Marie helping me type

My whole life I've been afraid.

Of the dark, of the unknown, of life in general.

This has made me become who I am.

Always being quieter than others.

At least at first.

Looking within to see the what & how of doing.

When I was young, I would go for walks in the woods.

The sounds of birds and the cracking of trees made me feel real.

To this day, I still enjoy a slow walk.

Even if my old bones can't go far.

I try to get out and about for a few moments.

Looking always upward to the sky.

Be it cloudy or blue.

I'm there .. looking ... enjoying.

So, being afraid of the unknown has done me no wrong.

I like being me.

This quiet lady who enjoys birds.

And, even on those days when I can't take walks

I can imagine what it was like when I did.

Tree

This is a tree

That I saw

On a walk

The other day

Isn't it Grand ...