it's interesting what one learns about their own persona during a time of crisis. particularly throughout a week of everyone being around - no school, no work for jane, sort of in limbo around the house. we've realized that we have actually, after 20+ years, actually done everything that there is to do in new york (or everything that we would actually want to do). additionally, we're not exactly motivated ... the kids just want to sleep, eat, watch tv, read, and repeat. jane is zonked as she's not sleeping at night so she's a zombie during the day.
and i make tea, and run low on sympathy. not that anyone is actually asking for either ...
tea ... andi and his lemon zinger. jane and her moroccan mint. i've graduated to french press coffee. round and round we go - the days sort of dragging on, and then it's another meal - fettucine bolognese, tartes, stuffed shells, greek salads, lemon poppy seed muffins, popovers, brownies ... never ending.
now about that sympathy. i suppose that since jane does not complain, that quality is not forthcoming - not from me, and and not from the kids. empathy? yes, sure, why not. we're there for her, helping out how we can, taking her out when she needs to break the monotony, etc.. that's worth something, isn't it?
jane really is not comfortable this week - this has been the most severe effects of the three treatments so far - so we've learned to just hang, work, and do our thing. all in all, it's okay, and by the weekend she should be back on the road to feeling 'normal'. this evening she remarks that in a year from now, we'll look back on this and it will all be an obscure, distant memory - and of course, i know that she's right.
sometimes it's just getting to that point that takes a long, long time!
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