My Body is a Cage

 

“My body is a cage that keeps me

from dancing with the one I love”

 

Doctors search for the devil in the details and are happy when they find him

They are quick to judge and quick to blame

They have to be

Our lives depend on it (apparently, as I would find out)

Nurses save angels a ton of work

They do, as a matter of routine, things that defy the reasonable imagination of what is possible

I have respect and admiration that is beyond words

 

“I’m living in an age

That screams my name at night

But when I get to the doorway

There’s no one in sight”

 

Those haunting lines from an Arcade Fire song fire my imagination as I reflect on a week in the hospital.

Thankfully, I am on the mend; the possibility of some surgery looming but that is still up in the air as I write this.

We occupy only temporary frail vessels as we scratch our way across the surface of this planet.

Last week taught me that in a big way.

I am so glad to be back at the cave.

 

I am enjoying each breath with renewed hope and appreciation.

All that really matters is the way we treat each other.

Everything else is the filler and stuffing required to get us through the day.

I want to thank everyone that sent well-wishes while I was in the hospital, nice to know that I am not alone.

And as always, cheers from the cave!

 

 

 

 

 

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16 thoughts on “My Body is a Cage

    1. Thanks and good luck with starting the blog…take it from me that it might take a while but if you stick with it and keep plowing right through the rough parts…it can be very rewarding. Lots of great people out here! 🙂

    1. Thanks Mike- I am making my way back- the post had more to do with people around me that were in worse shape and watching nurses go into the fray.

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