Tuesday, May 26, 2015

tomorrows presentation

A Short break
The remainder of this and some of the last chapter may be a bit sketchy and confused for a tumor was discovered pressing against my brain stem.  While I obviously survived the operation, the various complications that occurred during and after the surgery left me with many memory gaps and physical issues.  The hospital stay was almost two months and after 7 more months at home, I returned to work, but only part time.  I struggled to perform the work that was once easy and it took me a year and a half to work a full day.  My hands shook when pouring liquids, I had issues seeing properly (for I now had severe diplopia) with poor balance and no depth perception.  I was exhausted constantly, but found the best time for me was early in the morning and so my boss let me come in very early.  This caused some distress to my co-worker, but that did not matter.  I came in early and left early.  I broke instruments, glassware and myself trying to come back and after an additional three years of constant struggle, I retired.
Closing Down
The operation and recovery had messed with my memory, my eyesight, and my balance.  An additional procedure messed with my cognitive function for about a month, but that not only recovered, but became stronger.  The issues with memory, eyesight and balance did not recover.  New ways of thinking and ways to approach problems were born.  While new things opened up, something else died, for I knew I would need to leave this job soon, but there was one more challenge for me to face in the lab.

Monday, May 25, 2015

clouds in my glasses

Oh what fun I have!
The slightest smudge
or particle of dust
or drop of water or grease
or just about anything else,
creates a myriad of affects
in the images i see.
Movement to the side of my focus
of a leaf
or a branch
or a bird,
create the feeling of persons next to me.
I look and there is no one there.
reflections o the side of my glasses are even more fun.
I compensate by listening,
but i am fooled often.
A star at night is a line,
not a point.
i could become upset with all of this,
but it is actually quite fun.
I am never alone,
accompanied by all of these ghosts
and angels
and none ever hurt me.

Saturday, May 23, 2015

been away, back i am back and what that means

my time away was extended, due to unforeseen and events that could not be planned for.
I am reminded by questions and observations of others,
that i live differently than most.
For while i am away,
i am physically working,
carrying,
hauling,
cleaning,
panting.
I garden  and weed.
I am more active than at home.
My winter weight disappears and I sweat profusely.
My health improves, so that my blood sugar and bleed pressure is good, without the meds i take here.
here, i manage a house and bills and all that stress related financial stuff.
I do none of that there.
So, is it a vacation?
yes, but an active one and this is the life i chose.
A younger person was amazed by my activity and questioned me.,
but i chose a different life a long time ago.
A Christian/Spiritual community where work is also prayer and so what conflict is there for me...
I have heard from too many retirees saying that they are bored.
The life i chose promise that i will never be so
and for this i am thankful.