Gift-Giving

There are many dramatic functions to observe when writing, one of which is gift-giving. Think in terms of a gift which temporarily aids the hero, such as a magical weapon, an important key or clue, magical medicine or food, or a life-saving piece of advice.

Today seems to be about gift-giving.

I arrived at work to see my cubicle walls lined with decorated hearts. Each one had been carefully torn and then Band-Aided together. The kids in the youth group where I have been a leader all winter were busy last night. Each heart bears a similar message - Get Well Soon. The collection brought a smile to my face.

Rob ordered "Balance: Nature's Way to Heal Your Body" by Susan MacDonald. His sister Debbie recommended it as a good book to read.

Kelly and I had lunch at the Church Cafe...the homemade bread there is just about spiritually uplifting.

Speaking about magic medicine, I filled the first of what I'm sure will be many prescriptions today -- anti-nausea medicine with warnings so dire I wonder if it wouldn't be safer and easier just to be sick.

I also visited HR again, declaring Tuesday my last day to work. I'll call Wednesday my day. I don't yet know what I'll do but it will be the last day for many months where what I do and what I feel won't be dictated by my illness.

I received one more appointment today; I'll meet my radiologist on March 16. It seems odd to be talking about radiology so soon, especially when I know it is months away.

I was tired today. I think yesterday was more stressful than I realized and I capped the day off with a bout of insomnia at 3 a.m.