Everyday A Picnic

The bridge over troubled waters?
The bridge over troubled waters?

Well, it’s a goal. Traveling down the road that is life we pack some provisions, paying some attention to food groups, quantities, weight. Bringing along a little extra for someone we may meet. Having some sense of the balance between order and disorder, plan and chance.

I brought some chicken salad, a baguette and gummy bears for lunch here at the hospital. It’s my treatment day. Also just had a pow wow with my doc about my scan that happened yesterday. And that was good news! My tumors show no growth. My doc is doing a great job. No growth means that we can continue as we have been with treatment and life. Yes, good news!

Jennifer is here to go to appointments and to keep me on track. But she is not here right now. I’m doing the chemo with a pair of earplugs in, striving for a little quiet to allow me to gather my thoughts and write to you.

I have asked for earplugs often enough that someone finally ordered some for the supplies here. And I usually have a pair in my pack but not today. But that’s not the point really. Asking for the earplugs today started a conversation with my nurse Matt about the day at the hospital that the power went out. And the conversation sort of spread down to the nurse’s station.

Yes, people remembered it for sure. It was memorable in that it turned the usual hustle and bustle of the area into a quiet restful place. The nurses were about their work in a space that seemed to have gone back in time. The emergency lighting was on which was about 10% of the normal amount. The chemo machines were not capable of making any of their normal vocabulary of warning signals. The nurse’s computers were limited to the immediate tasks and the nurses were free to actually spend time with the patients. It was such a wonderful, restive and memorable time.

We always talk about Our Dana as being the Secretary of Ambience. The hospital could here paid her tens of thousands of dollars to come up with a scheme like that. So Matt and I are going to work on this in our spare time, make some recommendations to the board.

So yea, help us celebrate what is. I am going to take a little nap here in the comfy chair. The best to you, love, Felipe.

6 thoughts on “Everyday A Picnic”

  1. I am full of delight! Hurray command central! Keep up the good work! Raising a glass to you tonight.
    And yeah, let’s work on that Ambiance thing. You gotta read God’s Hotel.

    Dusk here around the corner.
    Blessings and love

    1. Dana ~ God’s Hotel, I like it. I won’t become an ambience nazi if I read it, will I? No, but the day I was talking about was so memorable for all involved that something must have occured there. Can ambience actually be measured? If blood pressures go down, that would be measurable, right? Has to be studies. Alright, I am off to dreamland. Love, Felipe.

    1. Annie ~ Hey, I take it, short and sweet. Hope things are snapping together there for you. Am starting to get ready for the Austin Adventure. Life goes on here and love U2. SJA, Felipe.

    1. Dana ~ yes, let’s do a study. Is that anything like tapas? I’ll bet we could figure it out at tapas anyway. Felipe.x.

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