REENIE'S REACH
by irene bean

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SOME OF MY FAVORITE BLOGS I'VE POSTED


2008
A Solid Foundation

Cheers

Sold!

Not Trying to be Corny

2007
This Little Light of Mine

We Were Once Young

Veni, Vedi, Vinca

U Tube Has a New Star

Packing a 3-Iron

Getting Personal

Welcome Again

Well... Come on in

Christmas Shopping

There's no Substitute

2006
Dressed for Success

Cancun Can-Can

Holy Guacamole

Life can be Crazy

The New Dog

Hurricane Reenie

He Delivers

No Spilt Milk

Naked Fingers

Blind

Have Ya Heard the One About?

The Great Caper

Push

Barney's P***S

My New Security System

Evaluating

September 22nd is the beginning of an important week. I start the complex process of being evaluated for a double lung transplant.

I know I've slipped a notch or two in the breathing department, but I continue to live my life like a healthy person albeit, I tire.

It's confusing though. Given how I choose to live my life, would I be tired anyway? I hope that made sense.

I try to pace myself. One activity each day away from home is my limit. It's the limit I choose.

Hindsight, I look at my recent trip across country, up coast, down coast, and back across the country. Mind you, this doesn't include about 1,500 miles of driving.

I think I need a brain transplant too. I'm nuts.

Or maybe not.

****

For years I've had a slobbery obsession/delight/crush on the Gateway Arch in St. Louis. Remarkably, I still do, which is a miracle. My granddaughter and I started our odyssey from Monteagle, TN with a 5 hour visit to Vanderbilt in Nashville for my clinical trial infusion. THEN we drove 4 1/2 hours to St. Louis to spend the night. The next morning we toured the Arch (from hell). It was constructed 5 years before the Disability Act. I lost count of the number of steps I climbed that day. It.Was.Insane. I cried twice from sheer exhaustion. The first time was when I realized I was in deep do-do regarding mobility. The second time was when I misplaced my battery charger. I became somewhat catatonic as I watched my oxygen gauge decline and I had no recourse but to let big sloppy tears run down my cheeks. A nobody clerk approached me and in very even tones, told me to sit down - that she wouldn't be back until she found the charger. She was true to her word. An angel.

St. Louis was a manic depressive experience. Though we had a GRAND time - the only tearful moments of my entire travels happened at the Arch, which I have forgiven. I love the Arch.

*****

I'm a bit tired tonight. I went grocery shopping today and have prepared some foods for a very very special houseguest who's arriving tomorrow. My friend, Linda Leaming, is coming to the mountain as a guest speaker at our book club, which meets on Monday. I could write from here to next Sunday about the personalities involved - I am over-the-moon excited about it all!

I am so blessed to have such fabulous friends. Tomorrow night I host cocktails before dinner with Sue who just returned from Vanuatu, Linda who lives part time in Bhutan, and Diana who is a sculptress and curator.

My friend, Sue, once asked how I met Linda Leaming. I told her that after reading Linda's amazing book Married to Bhutan I sent her an email. It was that simple. I sent an email and now have the most marvelous friend for life.

PEOPLE! There's so much out there and it's so easy to access.

I once told my family that magic doesn't happen by accident. It takes work. And sometimes it's easy work. I've had a magical life. A little bit tinier than I'd like, but I'm okay with that... I was busy rearing the three most amazing children ever ever. Doesn't get much better than that... or more magical.

But to borrow a phrase: JUST DO IT!

I'll close with photos for now because I'm weary. Very tired. Pooped.

Let's pray the evaluation at Vandy goes well. I think you might miss me. I am such a pain in the cantaloupe. :)


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The view from our hotel room the evening we arrived

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The next morning - It really is magnificent!


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Abby looking out of one of the tiny, tiny windows at the top of the Arch



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Abby with Grand



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I think I forgot to tell you all I got a dramatic haircut that I LOVE!


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