I stepped from Plank to Plank
A slow and cautious way
The Stars about my Head I felt
About my feet the Sea.

I knew not but the next
Would be my final inch -
This gave me that precarious Gait
Some call Experience.

Emily Dickinson, c. 1864

Sunday, March 8, 2026

My other blog

 The post for this Sunday is on my other blog, DJan-ity, djanstewart.blogspot.com. I don't have the energy to fix it.

Sunday, March 1, 2026

'Grim update

 

Taken yesterday

I am thinking that my sweet partner might not make it. This is not what I hoped whould come from this rehab. Even though it's early days, I am not feeling  optimistic. I have been doing some PT on his leg myself, since they don't do any on the weekend there. I will be there today,with no John to share breakfast, since he's got shingles himself. And yes he did all the vaccine, but it didn't keep him from getting it anyway.

I will take an Uber to the rehab center this morning and try to smile and hope for the best. I never have imagined this as the way things might turn out. I appreciate all your prayers and am feeling heartbroken. I know this too will pass, but it's not easy now and will get harder yet, it seems. Sorry to be so down, but I don't feel much hope at the moment.

Sorry to make this so short, but it is difficult to see to write.