My beloved Pa is in hospital. He has injured his back. It is hard to sit by his bed and see him powerless. To see the purply red marks where the drip has gone in and created a big bruise. He looks frail and elderly. He is 87. He means so much to me and I love him for so many reasons.
As I read to him yesterday he seemed to come and go, yet laughed at, responded to the story. He had conversations with me in between the hospital business that goes on. He leant over at one stage and unhooked some strands of hair that had caught in my earring. He is not so out of it, despite the painkillers, the age, the appearance of being an old man.
He asked me why I was there on a Saturday because I normally visit him on Sundays. I told him since he was sitting still, I thought I’d come both days. Last night I found out that my brothers and sisters and cousins were coming from hours away to see him, so I let them have their time today. I will see him during the week.
I can’t stop thinking about him though. I was grateful of my friends this weekend visiting and phoning and talking about their lives. Funny, both of them kept saying they felt bad about discussing their worries, when I was worried about pa, but they were doing me a great favour, distracting me.
I hope they (the hospital staff in general) take care of him and treat him with the respect he deserves. If only they knew him as I did!
New Moon Eclipse in Pisces
This Monday the new moon is in Pisces and it’s a partial solar eclipse. This article from Astrowisdom.com, written by Lisa Dale Miller is worth a read and explains the types of things to focus on at this time, astrologically.
We are celebrating Harmony Day at school this week and I have been putting up quotes from great people on the whiteboard each day about harmony and friendship. It is a good thing to focus on. Oneness, what does it really mean? How do we live each day with the knowledge of our oneness? Students wanted to know what it means, so I have left them with the weekend to reflect on it. I will too.
Waiting Rooms
Waiting Rooms are designed to drive me insane. I have spent a little time in them the last few days. I have completed a whole book sitting in a waiting room. That is the good thing about them. Now I know to bring a book, because the magazine selections are always poor and insulting. The chiropracter’s waiting room is tolerable because the people waiting there are usually not contagious. If you go to a doctor’s waiting room however, it always seems to me insane that all the sick people are hanging out together, waiting for so long. Who knows what you could catch? The name itself, “Waiting” how’s that for setting you up for impatience? I guess it’s better than the catch the flu room, which is how it feels sometimes in there.
By the way the book I finished was the short story collection by Margo Lanagan, “White Time”. It was great. I can’t say my favourites because I loved every one of them.