Happy Thanksgiving.
peace……….ag
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And so it goes. Off to do hospice today, knowing that this may be the last time for months that I will actually be driving to patient’s homes… also knowing that I may actually have epilepsy… also knowing that I may never smoke pot again… also knowing that I sent an absolutely idiotic email to The New York Times Magazine. Oh, well. Time to regroup.
peace…………….ag
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Off to the doctor today to find out what showed up in the MRI and EEG. I’ll be back.
And, in fact, I am back with info that the MRI showed some brain atrophy that is consistent with epilepsy. So now it’s off to the specialist to look into this even further.
peace……….ag
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More and more. The energy descends. On me. On the world. Here ‘I’ come. Here’s what I wrote today and sent to the NYTimes Magazine…
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Eight years ago today, my mother died. I was at her side, performing therapeutic touch as she laid there in a coma. In keeping with her wishes, her body was cremated and small amounts of her… stored in single serving Tabasco Sauce bottles… have been given to family members who have sprinkled her from hot air balloons, into the Pacific ocean, and onto the Yankee Stadium bullpen, just to name a few. Today, is the start of crab season here in San Francisco and Emma and I will be heading out to a restaurant to celebrate. Of course, we will be taking Mom out with us. She wasn’t allergic to crab, only shrimp, so it’s okay. Miss you, mom.
peace…………..ag
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It’s only 12:30 in the afternoon, and I’ve already gone to yoga and done sun salutes… shopped Trader Joe with Emma… come home and put the food away… decanted a cup of yesterday’s coffee… changed into my camo gear… and here I am standing at the computer… nothing to do for the next couple of hours but market New Consciousness. WooHoo. This is fun.
peace…………ag
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No way I’m going to miss today’s post. It’s only noon and I’ve already gotten a bunch of work done, including bringing our car down for tires and reading several chapters of a book on Integral Consciousness while waiting. Now input the info from yesterday’s hospice visits and I’m free to focus on New Consciousness for the rest of the day. Oh yes… I’ve also already done the day’s blog…. but obviously, you know that.
peace………ag
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I can’t believe it. For only the second time all year I have missed a post. I’ve been sitting here watching television and doing sudokus and playing scrabble on the computer and then suddenly… here it is 12:08AM and I realize I have missed a post. What a doofus. Of course when you see this it will have the right date on it because it is possible to edit the date after the fact. But I know that I missed it and even more important… I’ve got to remember how to do the edit. Duh!
peace…………..ag
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Just Doing What “I AM” Asked… an Autobiography of God. [working title]
On the whole it’s been a good day. After dropping Emma at her client, I checked in at CPMC for an eeg, had a really interesting discussion with the tech about consciousness… told him I’d send him a copy of the article I sent to Hawking… raced across town to St. Luke’s because the machine at Davies was broken but they could squeeze me in for the MRI there, got home and the mail hadn’t come yet from the DMV voiding my license till they find out why I’ve had those seizures… which means I can drive another day.
So I figured it’s a good day to start the novel. Why not. I’ve got to blog anyway, right? So today’s post will be the first paragraph of the book. Here’s where it starts. In my brain… in my mind… in here where “I AM”.
peace………….ag
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I’m still in somewhat of a shock… from the election and the impending loss of my driver’s license because of the several episodes I’ve had over the years. The possibility that I may be found to have epilepsy doesn’t bother me. I would still be the same whether or not I know what it is called. The limitations on my driving and my ability to see patients would be major. Or at least I think it would be. There is no question things will be different. However, even though I expected to wind down someday, I didn’t think it would be this soon. Oh, well. Perhaps all I need is a diagnosis and meds. My mother drove after all.
However, I do have to get out of this funk and get some work done.
peace……….ag