The Last Report of This Series

This blog began in February 2019 when I had a cancer diagnosis and hysterectomy all in one week.  It went quiet for a while and got revived whenever Jon had some health news to report, most especially a year ago with his bone marrow transplant. That transplant was one year ago today. It is always hard to know when to stop reporting, but usually it is time when there doesn't seem to be anything new.  Even though each day brings more improvement, I think we have reached the time when it's not news anymore about this particular health issue.

But if there is anything that has become clear in the last 14 years (Jon's diagnosis was on April 3, 2009), there will always be more health news. Now four out of five of us in this family have an ongoing story -- at the moment, only Benjamin seems to be intact. He noted this when we were in Israel, with some trepidation. 

I can't tell who the current readers are, but I am guessing that if there is a need to resume reporting, I will be able to let you know.

Yesterday was another good day, and with increased activity comes increased awareness that this is going to take a while. There is no rushing.  Even if I am healthy and strong and impatient and ready to do more, the muscles and bones in this leg will take the time they need to heal.  I am able to cook, do anything that can be done in a chair, take care of myself (Jon has been gone for three whole days in a row, doing farm stuff).  Sleep is still pretty elusive but it is good to be back in a real bed.  Pain levels continue to be higher than comfortable, but not unbearable. I know I could be taking more strong medicine but I think I am probably better off than most people are by Day 10 and there are plenty of reasons to try to manage without those drugs. Everyone says that after two weeks I will feel much better. I believe that.

I have made a promise to myself that I will write at least one piece a month for the blog that was originally created as a way to connect with Lilah, Jon's mother. She died over 5 years ago, but I am still posting erratically at postcardsfrom9697.blogspot.com.  If you ever need some bedtime reading, go poke around.

As always, I am filled with gratitude for the life that I get to have and for the people who fill my world. In the last 10 days, friends and neighbors and family have stopped in to check on me, all day long. I have never been lonely.

Love to everyone.

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