prepare taxes.
ug. my stomach has been turning for the last half hour as i organize all my medical receipts for taxes. i'm reliving every appointment since june. the first appt when i felt the lump. the mammogram. the mri and the fainting mri. the surgery. the appt to get the drain out. the oncology appts. all the chemos. and all the prescriptions. my stomach turns every time i see a receipt for a prescription. dexamethasone.? gag. prochlorperazine? gag. aprepitant? gag, gag, gag.
no wonder they say someone else should take care of all your paperwork.
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
-Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi 1207-1273, written in 1230
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4 comments:
Dear Meghan,
This sometimes works for me when I'm feeling overwhelmed or burdened by 'procedure'. You've become one of my heroes!
Thich Nhat Hanh writes:
Breathing in, I know I am breathing in
Breathing out, I know I am breathing out
Breathing in, I see myself as a flower
Breathing out, I feel fresh
Breathing in, I see myself as a mountain
Breathing out, I feel solid
Breathing in, I see myself as still water
Breathing out, I reflect things as they are
Breathing in, I see myself as space
Breathing out, I feel free.
yeah...what Linda said.
:-)
Meghan, I want to thank you for something that matters only to me. I have always loved my dear, sweet cousins (2nd, 3rd, could never figure it out but it doesn't really matter)for as long as I've known them. Judy, Susan and Linda all started life together with moms Dody and Kitty during WWII. I have wonderful memories, stories and even some photos of us. As often happens, people go their own way as they get older, and although I've always felt close to them and every meeting is wrapped in smiles and hugs, I didn't get to know their children. This blog has shown me the beauty, kindness, depth, intelligence, humor, love, strength, that exists in all of you. I'm so proud to be part of the family that produced you! My children would love you and vice versa. I'm certainly not happy that adversity placed you in my path, but I'm thrilled to get to know you and, in postings, know Julie. What amazing women you are. It's almost like seeing Judy and Susan all over again. And I would add my Amy to the mix - a photo of the 3 of you would really mimic your mother, aunt and myself.
Yeah....what Linda said.
Love,(to all)
Susang
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