Spring

23 Mar

Did I miss something in my melancholy? They tell us to be aware of the Ides of March – but what exactly is the warning? As daylight became longer than the hours of darkness this week, we travelled up north to visit one of our daughters.

How the sunshine, open road and some sixties and seventies music can swing the mood. But what can one do with physical pain? Unfortunately, this week I’ve again had a terribly mixed bunch of bad feeling. Stomach aches – which moved my mind to places that I haven’t been to before. Except once – a couple of weeks ago. Thoughts that I can only share with Pam. Fortunately I was able to broach the subject with my ever-present Joanna – a daughter who seems wiser beyond her years. And capable of communication in conversations that I am not. But how comforting she always is to me.

So we motor up north, gob-smacked by the beauty of the greenery interspersed by outbursts of audacious spring-blooming trees. How can this not uplift your soul? By what about physical pain? My good friend Robert, the physician, counsels me not to be stubborn but simply to take some pain-killers. The other alternative is to check-in to Tel Hashomer hospital and let them try to get to the bottom of my latest problem. Only I fear that the pains are nothing new and my obstinacy demands respecting my week-long break from chemo and travelling north – to be perfectly pampered by Tal. I certainly know how to count my blessings.

Shortly after I was diagnosed, Robert suggested I build a pain scale of 1 to 10 and medicate myself accordingly. I’ve used the scale sparingly to convince myself that I’m always on the low end. But this week I succumbed – and started popping a few pills.

Did they help? It was certainly an up-and-down week; pain peppered with magical moments, friends and a few phone calls – from Sidelle especially – to help as well. And even share an entertaining evening in Jerusalem with her. And a niece nice enough to place a plea in our Western Wall.

This week, as ever, I’m so aware how supportive my family are in this on-going battle. I hope that spring can put a spring back in my heel and spirits. I might even get round to some spring cleaning….

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3 Responses to “Spring”

  1. Sidelle March 23, 2012 at 3:07 pm #

    let’s hope the new season, new week and new treatment will do the trick! love you dad

  2. angiemaus March 23, 2012 at 8:09 pm #

    Change of seasons are always so tough for some reason, so courage mon ami,
    April is just around the corner.
    Hang in there xxxxxxx

  3. Elaine Davidoff March 24, 2012 at 6:34 am #

    Sending love and hope Martin. Hang in there mate , Spring is a good time of year.
    Much love
    Elaine and Sid

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