thinking about blogging

Oh, it’s been too long.  Far too long.  I am sitting at Cafe Francisco in Uptown Memphis feeling sad about my inability to live two lives…  finally really missing my city (though one might think that the time to miss a city is the time when one is NOT in it…  I’m proud of it, for all of its flaws and funkiness.

Like I’m proud of my Dad, and the way he has come through his nephroctomy, which is fancy for kidney removal.  And then the heart thing… the funny little unknown they found inside his heart that they now think is an independent growing tumor (all cut off and cleaned up, by the way). 

I went to urinate today (I know, not a thing you should ever blog about, but come now, we are adults, aren’t we?) sometime along the whole process when the nurses and doctors were all gathered around the container which receives the contents of the catheter.   All of them there waiting for visible, physical sign that Dad’s remaining kidney is choosing to function.  “We’d like to see more volume.”   It was a heck of a lot easier for me.  The things we take for granted.

God be praised for small favors.

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