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I am tired, and I am frustrated. It has been a rough few days with massive and painful coughing fits that seem to occur as I am trying to eat. I am having to be very selective and careful with what I eat so as not to throw myself into a major coughing fit that will take the rest of the day to calm down. I guess the good news is that these fits have made it very clear to me that the issue I have been dealing with is in my esophagus. At least I am certain of that now. I think because every specialist I have seen has said my coughing had to do with my airways and respiratory system, I believed them because they are specialists in this field. I am not. But after the last few days of paying very close attention to what sets these coughing fits off, I am absolutely certain that my cough has to do with my esophagus. I am thinking that I have an acid issue or something called EOE (Eosinophilic Esophagitis). I don't know for sure and won't know until I can get an Endoscope done....
My Sundays begin in the early morning quiet. I climb out of bed, pull on my pajama bottoms, open the blinds and curtains to let the light in, and head for the kitchen for coffee. I pour my coffee and then head back to my room to sit in the quiet to listen and feel into what it is I want to share or needs to be shared with the group on that day. This Sunday was the same. In addition to sitting, sipping my coffee, sitting quietly and listening, I felt the sudden urge to write. I could feel this ache in my heart, a tenderness that was rising to the surface. So I grabbed my pen and journal and listened. From there on out, I just try to keep up with the words I hear. Here's my entry: May 3, 2020 My heart is tender and aching for something, but I don't know what it is. Maybe I am feeling the tender emotions of the world this morning? Maybe there is a sadness in the air, a waiting, an atmosphere of worry hanging about that I am picking up on? Whatever it is, I feel it. ...
Today has been a strange, hard day for various reasons. And as I am stuck at home without my weekly teaching schedule to keep me anchored and focused, I have had plenty of time to think about a lot of things. And a lot of things are coming up for me, and I am sure I am not alone in this. The truth is that I am feeling the sadness and the unexpected grief that this whole Coronavirus situation has brought about. One of the things that I realized is that I have been teaching at least 2 public classes, or more, a week for the last 15 years. May 2nd would have been my 16th year of teaching. I taught before I was married and throughout my pregnancies and have only taken short breaks all these years. I took a short break after we first moved to Tucson and after each child was born but that's it. I miss my weekly public classes and the community of which I have been a part of. The people who attend my weekly classes are such good, loving, kind people, and they have becom...
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