Hello everyone...
today's pretty much the same as yesterday. Not much to report from room 10210. Shots don't start until tonight- why they give them in the evening I have yet to find out. Waiting for doctor to round today, hopefully we get some of this straightened out and get Brett feeling better
Since I'm lost for words today...I've decided to put in a poem that when I heard for the first time during the movie of the same name, it brought me to tears. The movie was a little slow...but the poem speaks volumes. It fits Brett almost too perfectly.
Ivictus
Out of the night that covers me,
black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
for my unconquerable soul
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
my head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond the place of wrath and tears
looms but the horror of the shade,
and yet the menace of the years
finds, and shall find, me unafraid
It matters not how strait the gate,
how charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul
by william ernest henley
peace love and happiness until tomorrow
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My prayers are with you BOTH Amy Jo. Mary Jo Lott (friend of Sherry and Jim's)
ReplyDeleteKeep posting even if things are "the same". It really helps us get a mental picture of what's going on. Remember, Brett's mind is well trained and powerful. He is secretly healing himself. Just you watch! Of course the prayers are helping too. :) Christine
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