Tuesday, September 30, 2014
So The Wind Changes Or The Chemicals Are Right. Whatever.
This is the fortune I got in my cookie today when Lily and the boys and I ate at the Panda Buffet which is Owen's favorite and it was a merry lunch with noodles and green beans and dumplings and chicken-on-a-stick and wonton soup and so forth.
But honestly- did I get the right fortune or what?
My walk today went so easily. I did three miles and could have done four. I know it. I skimmed over the dirt and pavement, I did not suffer fatigue and when I got home, I realized that my emotional self was as good as my physical self and I CALLED THE ORAL SURGEON AND MADE MY APPOINTMENT to get that implant started. I did it. And I asked if they would prescribe "one or two" Xanax for the surgical event and they said they would.
God. I love these people.
I went to town and had such a good time with Owen and Gibson and Lily. We did the lunch thing, and Owen kept kissing me and telling me how much he loved me and then we went to the brand new Publix which was gorgeous. They are having to keep up with the Trader Joe's and the Whole Foods and blah, blah, blah and they were selling wild dandelion greens and all sorts of new things that I've never seen in a Publix before.
I bought all my stuff and Lily bought all her stuff and after I got many, many hugs and kisses from the boys, I came home and put things away and then went out to finish the garden. God. I planted a long row of collard seeds and wild and domesticated arugula and kale and butter crunch lettuce and salad bowl lettuce and a spicy salad mix and carrots. I have beet seeds but you have to soak them. Which I will do tonight. This is, in theory, the very best fall garden I've ever planted. I hoed and spread horse shit and got down in the dirt and mixed up the soil with the shit and made tiny depressions for the minuscule seeds and patted them firmly into the soil like I was patting baby bottoms and oh- what hopes I have for this garden!
Now I've made supper for my returned husband and I'm going to pack his lunch for tomorrow and wash the dishes and finish the laundry and whatever the hell it was that made me wake up today in such a fine mood, I am grateful for beyond words. I have no idea how this works or why but when it does, I just couldn't be more aware of the goodness of it. Who knows? Not me. I took a dozen and a half eggs to a friend of mine today who used to be all about the raw foods but recently she's been going to see a Chinese acupuncturist who is also a Chinese MD and a nutritionist who has my friend on a diet to relieve the pain of her arthritis and here's the crazy thing- the only raw foods she's allowed to eat on this diet are avocados and peeled apples.
And she's supposed to eat eggs every morning. And she feels incredibly better, her pain level going down from a 5-6 to a 0-2 every day.
We have so few true answers about these things. We read this and we study that and we think we know, but honestly, we don't.
And maybe there are no magic answers.
I'm just glad that my friend is not in the pain that she was.
I am glad I could take her some nice fresh eggs.
Tonight, I am glad I am here. And that's saying something. More than I should admit.