And Now, We Wait
Tuesday, November 24, 2009 at 4:33AM I am not a patient person, but I’m learning. I’m being forced, like a buttered-elephant through a rabbit hole, inch-by-buttery-squeaking-inch, I learn to wait.
I learn to wait to be able to pray again.
I learn to wait for Bug’s tics to settle so he can sleep.
I learn to wait for my own sleep to come.
I learn to wait while my back heals from overdoing it the day before.
I learn to wait for doctor’s appointments.
I learn to wait for test results.
I learn to wait for answers to questions I don’t really want answered because I didn’t really want to ask them in the first place—What’s the prognosis? What is the stage? What is the treatment protocol? When will it start? Will he make it? Where will we be for Christmas? Will there be a next Christmas? How will we do this? Will I be strong enough?
Why?
Why?
Why?
And then I remember I’m a buttered elephant in need of a shower. Have you ever tried to fit a buttered elephant into a standard-sized shower? Fuckin’ A.






Reader Comments (9)
Huh.
;)
Probably more so.
I wasn't going to comment because I don't even know where to begin...but know I love you and will be praying harder than I ever have. There has GOT to be a silver lining, a bigger picture somewhere in here, we just can't see it yet.
And know I'm here for you, any time, to listen, to cry with, to cuss with... and also know you are my hero as you are walking the line I've been living in fear of for the last 3 years.
{{{BIG HUGS!!!}}}
It sure has been. You have do your best to enjoy Thanksgiving and I promise to do the same.