Twelve years ago I got a confusing call from my stepfather saying that my mom had had leg pain and then she’d coded during triage in the ER and now she was in the ICU and might not make it. She survived that particular catastrophe (a pulmonary embolism caused by a DVT), but her cancer wasn’t diagnosed until several years later. When I read your post about C I absolutely panicked inside and was also so moved by the bravery it took for you to admit that you just couldn’t go to the ER with him (yet). There’s so much vulnerability and beauty and wisdom in this post, too, and it makes me want to work harder to keep a hand on my own writing. Thank you, Esme.
Thank you for inviting us to bear witness as you find your way both to and through the words. Your experiences resonate deeply with me, as every moment of medical trauma feels like it widens the gulf between me and what I want to say. And somehow, we forge a path across anyway. Wishing you and C ease as you navigate.
I love the metaphor of you finding your way back into your writing through the slit in the fabric; it's impossibly gorgeous. This suggestion of touching your writing every day makes so much sense, but when you're in pain, it can be so easy to forget. Thank you for the reminder. And I'm so thrilled that you found your way back to your work!
Twelve years ago I got a confusing call from my stepfather saying that my mom had had leg pain and then she’d coded during triage in the ER and now she was in the ICU and might not make it. She survived that particular catastrophe (a pulmonary embolism caused by a DVT), but her cancer wasn’t diagnosed until several years later. When I read your post about C I absolutely panicked inside and was also so moved by the bravery it took for you to admit that you just couldn’t go to the ER with him (yet). There’s so much vulnerability and beauty and wisdom in this post, too, and it makes me want to work harder to keep a hand on my own writing. Thank you, Esme.
Thank YOU. I really appreciate this.
Thank you for inviting us to bear witness as you find your way both to and through the words. Your experiences resonate deeply with me, as every moment of medical trauma feels like it widens the gulf between me and what I want to say. And somehow, we forge a path across anyway. Wishing you and C ease as you navigate.
What you said about medical trauma is very much how I feel.
This one really touched me today. Sending love and ease to you and C! xx
Thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️
I love the metaphor of you finding your way back into your writing through the slit in the fabric; it's impossibly gorgeous. This suggestion of touching your writing every day makes so much sense, but when you're in pain, it can be so easy to forget. Thank you for the reminder. And I'm so thrilled that you found your way back to your work!
thank you so much--and yes, it's so easy to forget when you're in pain or other kinds of discomfort!