Still smiling

I saw one of the many Leslies I know because I picked up Heshy at school this afternoon. She greeted me with "You're smiling," and I realized I was, how nice. Still, it was awfully hard work to schlep all the way down the playground to the office at the other end of the school. I guess I don't realize how taxing life is until I try to get out and do something.

Every day seems to be taking on a certain degree of poignancy simply because I am so seriously ill. Almost as if I am watching from outside the scene, thinking that my time may be short. I'm not dwelling on the dark side at all, it's just a pragmatic response to the situation. I'm not explaining it well.

I really am going to try to go to services tomorrow. Even if all I can do it sit in one spot, I need to be there.

Pray for less pain and more energy.