To Fight the Unbeatable Foe

     For anyone who may have noticed, and I'm guessing not too many have, I've been largely incommunicado for several days. Part of the reason is I suddenly got very ill on Thursday night that kept me in bed for Friday and yesterday. I just started getting up and moving around today.

     The other part of the reason I haven't been active is a more chronic problem, something I've never mentioned because it's such a highly personal matter, a medical issue I haven't the right to divulge. But since Wednesday, the day before I got sick, my life has been a nightmare. I'm talking like something out of Dante's Inferno.

     And this is what you let yourself in for when you promise to care for someone through thick and thin. It's unfair that my charge has been hit with a debilitating, terminal illness. And Goddamnit, everyone should have a fighting chance to win every battle that's visited upon them. But I'm in a battle I can't win. And I feel like I'm failing every day and I hate feeling that way.

      So, I have to take her to the hospital ER tomorrow and hope that she can regain some ground. And I'm not afraid to say I'm scared shitless. I don't cry easily but I haven't been able to stop ugly crying for hours. So best thoughts, even prayers to Saint Bernadette or Charlene Marie Richard of New Orleans would be appreciated.