Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Grateful for suggestions for these questions

Hi all, Sibyl here,

This is one of the tough days. Lots of questions,
no answers and Stephi is in tremendous pain.
It is engulfing her back and entire torso. As soon as the insurance company
approves the chemo, she must go to a hospital which will Isolate her for
30 days while her immunity is at its lowest levels. She is then going to have
to have 24 hour care in isolation for 30 days (I am getting this from Stephi,
I was not with her.)
Which brings up a horribly difficult problem. Stephi's husband has severe diabetes,
moderate dementia and is legally blind from macular degeneration. Stephi 
can no longer be his caregiver.
Stephi thinks, because she cannot be around animals, she may have to put her
eleven year old cat Cashmere down--He is not the nicest cat around and he bites.
We are trying to determine the best hospital for both the isolation and the
eventual bone marrow transplant. I know of three hospitals that specialize
in this disease one in Washington State, one in Texas (where Stephi's college
roommate/great friend Linda Lou Hawks is) or University of Pittsburgh (home).
I am going to do some research on the Leukemia- Mylenoma Society, but if
anyone has suggestions, please let me know.
I would think the 24 hour care should be near the hospital where she goes through
the first stay. I will be checking into that.
Does anyone know if such a thing as a paid professional Cancer Advocate exists as a job?
I want to hire someone like that to help us. Ideas?

Thank you,

Sib

1 comment:

Sibyl Masquelier said...

Questions about Angels

Of all the questions you may want to ask

About angels, the only one you ever hear

Is how many can dance on the head of a pin.

No curiousity about how the pass the eternal time

besides circling the Throne chanting in Latin

or delivering a crust of bread to a hermit on earth

or guiding a boy and girl across a rickety wooden bridge.

Do they fly through God's body and come out singing?

Do they swing like children from the hinges

of the spirit world saying their names backwards and forwards?

Do they sit alone in little gardens changing colors?

What about their sleeping habits, the fabric of their robes,

Their diet of unfiltered divine light?

What goes on inside their luminous heads? Is there a wall

These tall presences can look over and see hell?

If an angel fell off a cloud would he leave a hole

In a river and would the hole float along endlessly

Filled with the silent letters of every angelic word?

If an angel delivered the mail would he arrive

In a blinding rush of wings or would he just assume

The appearance of the regular mailman and

Whistle up the driveway reading the postcards?

No, the medieval theologians control the court.

The only question you ever hear is about

The little dance floor on the head of a pin

Where halos are meant to converge and drift invisibly.

It is designed to make us think in
millions,

billions, to make us run out of numbers and collapse

into infinity, but perhaps the answer is simply one:

one female angel dancing alone in her stocking feet,

a small jazz combo working in the background.

She sways like a branch in the wind, her beautiful

eyes closed, and the tall thin bassist leans over

to glance at his watch because she has been dancing

forever, and now it is very late, even for musicians.

-billy collins