I've been scheduled for a bone marrow biopsy on May 1st. May 1st is my birthday. Two days after that birthday present I should know the results of the biopsy. Next Thursday or Friday is the big day. I will either find out that I am in remission and headed for a bone marrow transplant or I will learn that I am not in remission. If I'm not in remission I become a viable candidate for many studies dealing with T-cell ALL. We shall see, 9 days from now.
Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday have all been great. Time was spent in a hammock. A park was visited. Pizza, noodles, and salads were consumed. Emily was, as she always is, awesome. The boys have been a lot of fun; they made their own tie-dye shirts, with help from our tenants. That's all the update you get on the day-to-day.
Haiku time:
- My Emily -
You share my hardship
You inspire my conscience
You sustain my whole
The picture of the day involves Emily, Jonas, and Max enjoying the hammock, 3 and 1/2 years ago:
First of all, the haiku is so sweet. Thank you. And also- I've learned something new and I hate learning new things about the English language. (I like to think I know everything already.) Turns out, you can't be 100% sure about how many syllables are in a word because there's a difference between written syllabification and phonetic/spoken syllabification (the spoken language has morphed over time and we speak it much differently than we used to, yet the syllables in a word don't change.) How lame. And also, I was not proof-reading your poem to me. I was not.
ReplyDeleteFinally, all Jonas needs is a clam shell.
TLDR: The second line in the haiku has 7 syllables, even though I thought it didn't.
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