January 8th, 2007

Dance in the rain

Great passage

No, so I haven't posted in almost a week. Not much has happened. I'm down to one drain. My ribs hurt. I'm up and about throughout the days, with bouts of intense sleepiness and soreness. I got the 'all clear' from my breast oncologist today, and on Wednesday I go see the plastic surgeon again. I hope he takes out this final drain and gives me the 'all clear' as well as being able to go ahead and schedule the March reconstruction of Flattie.

Meanwhile, I was reading a wonderful book I got from a friend ("The Victoria's Secret Catalog Never Stops Coming, and Other Lessons I Learned from Breast Cancer", by Jennie Nash) and it quotes a passage in the beginning that spoke really deeply to me. I could really connect with the sentiment, so I wanted to share it with everyone:

I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world and I am getting along. I am aging and eaten and have done my share of eating, too. I am not washed and beautiful, in control of a shining world in which everything fits, but instead am wandering awed about on a splintered wreck I've come to care for, whose gnawed trees breath a delicate air, whose bloodied and scarred creatures are my dearest companions, and whose beauty beats and shines not in its imperfections, but overwhelmingly in spite of them, under the wind-rent clouds, upstream and down.

- Annie Dillard, "Pilgrim at Tinker Creek"