Like this person traveling on the mail boat to an island, I'm contemplative, reflecting. content, but anxious. I'm leaving some stuff behind, going forward. As my husband would say, "It is a beautiful day!".
I recently had DBS Surgery to help with Parkinson's symptoms... phew! You are free to "google" DBS and get the scoop on this surgical procedure. It was a sort of, no, it WAS a surreal experience... to be awake and completely alert during the 6 hour operation, when the surgeon was actually drilling two holes into my brain. It is an amazing world we live in! My quality of life has improved dramatically thanks to people dedicating their lives to research, not only to seek a cure, but to better the lives of those of us struggling with less than perfect mobility, balance, etc. I am incredibly grateful to so many of you, as well as the doctors, nurses, staff who made me smile when I least expected to. The staff at Beth Israel in Boston was AMAZING. Truly.
So now I am trying to get back on the horse, paint and share. Funny thing is, painting hasn't changed. Since I began this somewhat scary journey, painting has been the one thing that when I'm doing it, I feel "normal". I forget that I need to take medicine, that I have trouble writing my name, or that I can't roll over in bed...it's marvelous! The "sharing" part is a little more taxing, just because I always overestimate how much I can do in a day! But I will get back on the horse; I haven't ridden a lot in my lifetime, but I do love it!
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ps you may know this person in the boat--hard as I tried to make her "anonymous" (she wasn't even looking at me in real life) she still came through. So I take it as an omen--a good omen, she has been with me throughout and perhaps will continue to be?