"There are lone figures armed only with ideas, sometimes with just one idea, who blast away whole epochs in which we are enwrapped like mummies. Some are powerful enough to resurrect the dead. Some steal on us unawares and put a spell over us which it takes centuries to throw off. Some put a curse on us, for our stupidity and inertia, and then it seems as if God himself were unable to lift it."
Henry Miller
I have been bed ridden since Sunday - a stomach flu like I have never experienced. It was horrible. Only today am I feeling a little better, but still feel as if I am in a deep deep haze of confusion and exhaustion.
My mother's surgery seems more complicated than was originally thought, and are worried about her recovery. It could be as soon as next week, or in a month. We wait to hear word from the doctors. Preparations must be made for her convalescence and lengthy recovery. She had just started to get back into the swing of things at work and her life and hesitates about taking this next leap.
Weak and worried, we both now find ourselves in a state of inertia.
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