Venturing out for the first time in days and finding a world marked by tape

A minor medical appointment drew me away from home for the first time in days, providing the opportunity to see for myself the widespread panic and pillaging that I’d heard about. Well, in truth, this month I’ve only watched the news twice, mainly because of my aversion to David Muir’s skinny dark neckties. Muir needs a federal … More Venturing out for the first time in days and finding a world marked by tape

Breaking isolation to go to the store was reassuring except for the missed joke

Soon the exciting moment came, and I was next to go in. I’d better be ready and not have left my shopping bags in the car or means of payment at home. I looked at my list one more time, as if I might be denied it and need to work from memory. Then the concierge gave a shopping cart a couple of blasts from her bottle and drew it back for me to take. … More Breaking isolation to go to the store was reassuring except for the missed joke

Chemo diary, Part 1: Months of treatment end with faint shrugs and shushed whimpers

I stood before the cymbidiums at the market when a woman exclaimed, “You’ve got a PICC line.” She was of medium stature, slender, mid-50s, long blonde hair. Her accent originated in a backwater part of South Africa. Maybe she was a Boer and her first language was Afrikaans. However hard she was to understand, she … More Chemo diary, Part 1: Months of treatment end with faint shrugs and shushed whimpers

A Girl Scout’s small voice carries far when a mighty message is in hand

Last Sunday afternoon I could hear a stranger’s voice coming through the front door. “Hello-o-o!”The voice had turned hard right from the entry hallway and right again into the kitchen and then carried even further through the connecting door to the garage. I was in there looking for painting supplies and didn’t care to be interrupted … More A Girl Scout’s small voice carries far when a mighty message is in hand