Watching from the Inside

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By Fiona Wood

I have no sense of time anymore. No sense of the temperature outside. Peoples lives running fast, no pacing required. Through Facebook I get a sense of what is happening in the lives of my friends and family. They sometimes send words of “hope you get well.” Those are hard to read as I will never get better.

I’m deteriorating while outside is evolving and celebrating. I am trapped on the inside looking out. But I try to remain gracious and pleased for them hoping they never succumb to my fate.

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