TWO years have passed; two summers, with the length
Of two long winters! and still I lie in bed with no relief in sight.
The day is come when I do still repose
Here, in this dark room, and view … nothing at all! (Sorry, William Wordsworth – your original poem is one of my favorites! I hope I didn’t ruin it…)
This is how I spend my days – reading, mostly. And I have to thank all the writers I have discovered, thanks to Facebook., although I was familiar with some of them. They have helped me more than they know – Donna Leon, MaryJane Maffini, Vicki Delany, Laura Lippman, Hank Phillippi Ryan, Tana French, Louise Penny, Dorothy MacIntosh, Pamela Callow, Rebecca Cantrell, Hallie Ephron, Henning Mankell, Stieg Larsson, Lorraine/LI Barlett/ Lorna Barrett, and so many others I cannot remember now. But one in particular needs special mention: Deborah Crombie. When she found out I was sick (through Facebook, naturally) she sent me the following message: “… I’m attaching my version of a ‘feel better soon’ card. It’s a little short story that my publisher may put up on Amazon as a lead-in to the new book. It takes place between the end of Necessary as Blood and the beginning of No Mark Upon Her. It’s a little truffle–or trifle–of a piece, but I had great fun writing it, and hope you enjoy. Big hugs. Debs”
The story, “The Piano” is a gem, not a truffle or trifle at all. And it really made me extremely happy! Here is a well known writer who doesn’t know me at all, and she gives me a veritable treasure, something that really cheered me up. And today I got in the mail from the UK her latest book, No Mark Upon Her, which will be released in the U.S. in February 2012! I guess it will be an “all nighter” for me. 😉
Then, there is dreaming. As I lie in bed, when I am not reading or sleeping, I tend to do this a lot. And I travel. To Italy (especially Lake Como and Garda), to Paris (with Elli and JP), to Buenos Aires… It helps a lot at times when I am about to despair.
Weeping is a constant these days. I DO try very hard to get up and out, and it makes me very frustrated that I cannot do it. My body is not responding. It says: ERROR 404 CANNOT BE FOUND. TRY AGAIN LATER… And I hope it happens later, when all the supplements and meds I am taking kick in … maybe…….
Valeria and Creg are coming for my birthday in September. Since they don’t have much time off, they are taking the “red eye” from San Francisco on Thursday the 8th (leaving at 11:00PM and getting here on Friday at 7:00AM), and then they leave on Monday late at night. I understand, and I am glad they can make it at all. SF is too far from us, and we have to move there soon, as I keep saying. Those days there will be no more weeping. Valeria will also help me with cooking and shopping. Guido is OK, but he only goes to Balducci’s and the Bethesda Co-Op. I need to get to Whole Foods and Trader Joe’s too! I get weekly deliveries from Safeway and Giant (Peapod), but there is always something either out of stock (salad? bananas? yes!) or wrong. Today I got cherries, but they were not organic, as they claimed, and it said they weighed 1.5 lbs. Not true. They were only one pound! When I called to complain, they said that they cannot label each cherry (?!). I explained that the package did not say that they were organic. They will refund my money. But – that’s not the point! I don’t want cherries with pesticides, and I felt like having them! Did they think I would not notice? (You may want to read more about them and other foods here: http://www.care2.com/greenliving/12-foods-with-super-healing-powers.html#ixzz1TigVqtHz )
This is why I do a lot of bitching. Guido tells me I do it more than usual, but it is natural, given that I have to depend on others to get me what I want and need. although lately most “helpers” have disappeared… I like golden mangoes, and twice already Guido has brought papayas instead, claiming it said “mangoes –one example. I also get very upset that all our hosta in the back yard is gone. That is, the leaves are gone and there is nothing but bare stalks! I didn’t like it because it was “eating up” the rest of the plants, but I didn’t want it gone like that, only the leaves! We caught the culprits: two deer, who come every day to have a snack. There is almost nothing left now, but a few minutes ago we had to chase the two away. There is a piece of the fence missing, and it needs to be replaced (for $800.00!). Finally, I got Guido to sign the contract today to have it done. Am I right to bitch about this? Yes! I don’t want deer so close to us! I wonder how they got in, since the gap is quite small.
This is how I “celebrated” the second anniversary of my thyroid surgery: Reading, Dreaming, Weeping, Bitching… Now you know, and I hope you understand. I have not been up to writing anything here until I realized some may want to know what is going on.
On to the third chapter of No Mark Upon Her. I’ll read it slowly, as I want to savor it. I was going to reread the previous 13 books first, but I got the latest one faster than I thought. When I am done, I’ll reread all 14! Thanks, Debs!