[lit-ideas] Re: A game of hearts
- From: "Lawrence Helm" <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2012 21:49:58 -0800
Thanks John.
It isn't that I expect her to die from her current sickness. When she gets
well enough she is going to expect to return to driving fairly long
distances to her church, doctor, brother & sister, etc.. . She loves to
drive but she isn't very good at it. On one occasion she got into her car
when she was to all intents and purposes unconscious. She could talk and
answer questions but she didn't have a good grasp of where she was or what
she was doing. The pastor and some others brought her home that night and
the next day she had no recollection of the occurrence. She asked me if I'd
dressed her for bed because she found herself in a jogging suit, and I told
her that it was one of the ladies from church.
During this current episode she hit her head on the sink and then on the
floor. When I was helping her into bed she said this was the worst
half-hour she'd ever spent. Later she had no recollection of saying that,
or even how she had injured herself. I asked her again this evening if she
had ever recalled anything about what happened or about saying she'd spent
the worst half hour of her life, and she just told me I was making it up.
And to answer the obvious question, no, she doesn't drink. Neither one of
us do so there is no alcohol in the house. This particular problem is
probably due to an operation she had a few years ago that routed a major
blood vessel around her liver; which means that some of her blood isn't
being cleaned. We were warned that one of her new symptoms might be
"confusion."
And to answer the next question, no, she never did drink. Her liver was
ruined as a result of crohn's disease.
She reminds me of Charleton Heston. In her case she would be saying, "They
can have my car when they pry my keys from my cold dead hand."
Lawrence
From: lit-ideas-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx [mailto:lit-ideas-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx]
On Behalf Of John McCreery
Sent: Wednesday, December 26, 2012 8:18 PM
To: Lit-Ideas
Subject: [lit-ideas] Re: A game of hearts
Lawrence,
You remind me so much of my dad when my mom was dying. Best wishes for a
happy, healthy and tranquil year.
John
On Thu, Dec 27, 2012 at 1:00 PM, Lawrence Helm <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
wrote:
In the past I never counted cards
But had I did have a feel for when
A certain card would appear.
My card-counting partner
Would nod his head in approval,
But I'm retired now
And no longer play --
Until recently. My hand
Is spread out before me.
I'm pretty sure my partner
Isn't counting her's
And may not even care
That we are losing.
She seems impatient
To be done, and I can't
Blame her. I look again
At my cards and hope, but
There is nothing I can play
To change a thing.
She smiles contentedly
As I send up a silent prayer.
--
John McCreery
The Word Works, Ltd., Yokohama, JAPAN
Tel. +81-45-314-9324
jlm@xxxxxxxxxxxx
http://www.wordworks.jp/
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