From my Notes app...

I recently found the entries below as I was clearing out my Notes app.

For a little context...

When I received my 37th lumbar epidural in January 2022, I told my neurologist, 
"The epidurals don't seem to be working as well."

He replied, "Well, that's not good."

I asked, "What will we do if they stop working?"

There was a pause, and then he responded, "I don't know. But we're not going to think about that right now."

I received my 38th epidural in mid-April 2022. 

Unknown to me or my neurologist at the time, it would be last.

On April 28, 2022, I landed in the hospital for 3-1/2 days with two good-sized blood clots, one in each lung.

The last note below was written on 4/27/22. 

Forutnately (though sometimes I wonder), I lived to see another birthday...

And then another, and another, and another...

~*~*~

2/15/22

My cerebral juice is fluid & nourishing

My nerve roots are open & receiving  

My peripheral nerves are conducting & regenerating 

My nervous system is happy & content, strong & intelligent

Turtle power

~*~*~

3/21/12 

Why am I here?

    Because everything else is.

No, I mean the purpose.

    That is the purpose, to learn about your kin.

My family?

    Yes, the moon, stars...mammals. 

~*~*~

4/11/22 

Balance doesn't mean all points are even

I balance on my bicycle 

Riding the terrain

Ups & downs, smooths & ridges, rocks & gravel

Dirt, holes, crevices 

I ride it all balancing on my bicycle 

Like a ship balancing on the waters 

Smooth, rough, calm, windy 

The captain navigates

~*~*~

4/27/22

Earlier today, I thought:

Oh, I want to get new shoes with my birthday discount. 

But I don't have that kind of energy right now. 

I'll have another birthday next year...

And if I don't, I won't need any shoes.