The signs were there.  Markers of what was.  Easily ignored when viewed alone, but built one upon the other they served as markers that a new season was about to begin.

MARKERS

Walking up the hill to the local coffee shop I was out of breath.  This felt familiar.  “Stop being paranoid, you are simply overweight.”  The truth is I have not really exercised in over a year.  My trips to the gym cut short because of the neuropathy.  I am at the upper end of my normal weight fluctuation.  Any time I have found myself near this weight life has not been easy.  It has served as a reminder to change habits and get myself back into shape.  Start the diet.  10,000 steps per day is the goal.

CAT Scan is complete.  The normally emotionless nurse who administers the test places her hand on my shoulder and says, “You be well now.”  There was tenderness and caring in her voice, her touch, in the entire interaction.  It caught me off guard.  I have talked with Nancy about her.  I have shared about how she is all business, kind of robotic as she goes about her job.  This was different.  “Stop imagining things.”  “Maybe her boss has started to help her get better with patient interactions.” [Read more…]