Thankful Thursday
Today is filled with gratitude:
My father came through his surgery fine and is out of intensive care.
A writing day yesterday that reminded me how fine it is to be utterly immersed in a story, to have that sense that if I stay in this mental space and don't let anything else in I can go deeper and further and find things that were waiting beneath the words I have already written.
My husband, who was off yesterday and got groceries and took care of meals. It is a fine thing to have that sort of support when you need it.
And John Green, whose The Fault is In Our Stars is providing the perfect combination of intensity, humor, and awareness of mortality for these days.
My father came through his surgery fine and is out of intensive care.
- Please, please, please tell those you love that while there are the classic signs of heart attack--chest pain, or at least chest discomfort, that comes on suddenly--there are other signs as well: pressure, shortness of breath, lightheadedness, lack of energy. These signs may also not appear suddenly, but gradually. The important thing is not to let them go, but to talk to a health care provider. --My father, my family, is incredibly lucky things have turned out well so far. (In my dad's case, it wasn't only a heart attack, which means we are even luckier.)
A writing day yesterday that reminded me how fine it is to be utterly immersed in a story, to have that sense that if I stay in this mental space and don't let anything else in I can go deeper and further and find things that were waiting beneath the words I have already written.
My husband, who was off yesterday and got groceries and took care of meals. It is a fine thing to have that sort of support when you need it.
And John Green, whose The Fault is In Our Stars is providing the perfect combination of intensity, humor, and awareness of mortality for these days.