Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Confessions are Good for the...What is it Called?

Entropy - 2 a: the degradation of the matter and energy in the universe to an ultimate state of inert uniformity b: a process of degradation or running down or a trend to disorder

We ate Easter lunch with a couple of other families at a lovely restaurant called the White Fence Farm. It was a wonderful meal with lively conversation and the kids all playing 20 questions at their end of the long table. Toward the conclusion of the meal I made a confession and was overjoyed at the response. I was encouraged and covered with grace.

You see, I feel I am a walking exercise of entropy. My body seems to be literally falling apart, declining slowly into the dust of the earth. Before you click away from the “downer blog” let me explain:

Gall bladder surgery
A back tooth broke the other day
Every once in a while my thumb on my right hand cramps up
Is it me or do I twitch when I hear the word “doctor?”
At times, I cannot for the life of me, remember words
And the final blow, well, this is what I confessed to my friends.

“I went to the eye doctor the other day.” (Twitch)

”How’d it go?”

“He had the nerve to tell me I need…. (pause for effect and for me to be able to breathe and also try to remember the word that now escaped me)…bifocals.”

I felt scarlet. How could I explain to my family and friends this horrible process of growing old?

And then it happened. We launched into a wonderful love-fest of each other’s ailments, frailties and medical mishaps. I began to feel good again. One confessed she wore bifocals, too. These were not “old” people! Well, maybe we are. But we are not alone! Entropy support groups exist!

Thank you God. As I walk down the dusty trail to becoming dust, I can look around and see that this is just where I am. And where I am is a lovely place to be, even if I can hardly see it… (excuse me, I had to take a break there because of a thumb cramp)…or remember what it is called….

Thank God for friends. Old friends.

(I found the picture above on Microsoft Clip Art - I don't know who this woman is, but I like her attitude!)


Ralph said...

Maybe you should have spent a little more time studying for the eye exam :)

I'll pray for the tooth and everything, as far as bifocals I've been wearing them for years so welcome to the club. You know they do make no line bifocals (probably why you did not know I wore them)

ChicagoGirl said...

I have an appointment tomorrow to get bifocal contact lenses. My butt is sagging.

dianne in colorado said...

Can I join your support group? I am constantly complaining that my body is not my friend because very little of it works the way I think it should! And doctors make me twitch too!

My aunt's blog is worldsbestmother-tucker.blogspot.com.

Jan Parrish said...

LOL. I like your 'tude. You are so beautiful in body and spirit. I'm so blessed to be your friend.

BTW - I am legally blind and I wear TRIfogals. :) I seems to have survived it, though the glasses are pricey.

Love you!

Megan DiMaria said...

Support group? Isn't that just our friends?

Feel free, to moan on whenever we're together, Robbie. I don't mind. I may even chime in with my own complaints. :)

A prisoner of hope,