Category Archives: Health

Nearly Negative

I’m trying not to dance around, but so far no dark line appears. Can this be true? Will it be found no virus now detected? Fears I’ll see that stripe again abound — although the anti-viral clears the system soon … Continue reading

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Covid-Stuck

I’m Covid-stuck at home alone 10 days, but this seems easier than at the start. Time passes as I nap, and I’ve learned ways to while hours now. The food and meds I want my brother lovingly conveys. The need … Continue reading

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A Brief Arrest

I watched my children, when it started, freak out at the threat it held for their young kid. They closed their doors entirely, and week by week they said to me they must forbid my visiting unless I saw no … Continue reading

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Solo Practice

Nine hundred thirty days would pass, from when the lockdown was initiated here to testing positive myself, and then retreating into solo atmosphere. My arms are closed, and won’t expand again until the little Covid test is clear. I hoped … Continue reading

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Inadvertent Pruning

The good news is my Covid’s not severe. The bad is I still have to isolate. And yesterday the gardener worked back here, and as he used his shears to amputate wisteria that shot above the gate, he cut the … Continue reading

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Covid Day One

I noticed yesterday a dearth of pep. I pushed through morning exercise but felt no better, no relief. With staggered step I stood and surveyed me, and then I dealt with diagnosis — did a Covid test, and read the … Continue reading

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The End of an Era

The day has come to put away my gear. I always knew with luck I would succumb to age, and now the time to stop is here. The day has come. I smoked so much when I was careless young, … Continue reading

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Significance

I didn’t feel emotionally numb,but when my eyes began to leak, I knewsignificance. They didn’t flow, but fromsomewhere in me tears welled and brimming grew.I felt no grief or sadness. I stood dumb,and recognizing something seeping through.A little seam of … Continue reading

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Eleventh Day

I started YouTube yoga on my flooreleven days ago. I found it tough.I modified and gentled it, for sure,and gradually I’m starting to improve.The humbling fact is I’m beyond mature,and I will lose what flexibilityremains in me, unless I move. … Continue reading

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Growing Humble

I’ve heard it takes some courage to grow old.That notion seems as weak and frail to meas letting decades pass with uncontrolledattention to one’s flexibility.The quality unmentioned should be told:this aging teaches me humility.I keep forgetting – how I used … Continue reading

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