Thursday, April 8, 2010

Living Proof - Judy Radin

Whenever she gets sick she’s always certain she will never feel well again. She’s as convinced of this as she is ever convinced about anything. Evil forces take hold of her body and that’s the end of it – and her. The focus of her life changes; she goes back to being a full-time patient. She goes back to a life filled with doctor’s appointments, tests, and treatments and she believes she will stay that way forever. She’s recovered from bouts of illness so many different times, over so many years and decades, yet she continues to worry that the next time her luck will run out. Next time it really will sideline her forever. The older she gets the harder it is to take these physical and mental hits in stride. But then, suddenly, she feels well again. Something inside tells her she’s safe. The clouds lift. The colors of the sky and the trees and the flowers become vivid again. Lupus has left the building. Her puffy hands deflate. Her achy joints relax. The demon is fast asleep, back down the rabbit hole, content once again to leave her in peace. That’s when she starts to rejoice – and breathe.

1 comment:

  1. You're really good at writing about this illness - and what it feels like to live with it. The ending of this one, the way you describe how it is when the disease lifts, is just terrific.

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