It was a week ago that Jim finally got the call that the Revlamid was being mailed to him. He was treated to an oral interview to determine if he understood (OMG, enough already!!! ) that this should not be handled or otherwise transferred to a woman of child bearing age. The FDA is nothing if not stupefyingly redundant.
Thus far, the treatment has been uneventful. All he does is take three pills daily for 21 days. They then give him a week off so they can be sure he understands about potential birth defects in any current children he intends to launch (father) as well as talking with his physician to make sure he tells Jim to be careful. Aaaaaarrrgggggggghhhhhh************ the sound of Linda going screaming into the street. This medication costs us $20. but our insurance company pays $18,000 per month. It might have been more cost-effective if they had just approved the second MRI on time, so we could be gearing up for the SCT now. Hmmm....
I have recently been rolling around in my head the thought that we really have no way to know how our lives and especially our actions can have a ripple effect far beyond our wildest imagination. I recently learned that a family originally from our town, who are home-schooling their four boys (the fifth boy is too little) say the Rosary every day before class begins. And each day, Jim, who never met them, is remembered in these prayers. Every day, four little boys pray for a person they don't know, yet they do it each day. Wow. I remember back when my dad was having his fourth kidney installed. There were prayer groups of all denominations offering up their faith by petitioning for his recovery. This kind of effort isn't correct for everyone... it must come from sincere belief. But there are a thousand other responses that someone's ripple
elicits that make us better people.
Little ripples emanate to places far from the source. Sometimes we become a horrible warning, (!) but more often the result is a selfless response. Being aware of this should encourage us to take careful aim as we pitch our pebbles into the water. Certainly, none of us is alone.
3 comments:
Love the photo, AND the sentiment. Equally amazing is to realize those that reach us from such far and sometimes random-seeming distances.
If we do it right or well, we don't fail to appreciate the value or importance...and we take something from it.
Love you! xxxooo
Ripple by Robert Hunter and made famous by The Grateful Dead. I love this song and I love you guys, too. Your post made me think of this song. It always brought me peace.
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung,
Would you hear my voice come thru the music,
Would you hold it near as it were your own?
Its a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken,
Perhaps they're better left unsung.
I don't know, don't really care
Let there be songs to fill the air.
Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.
Reach out your hand if your cup be empty,
If your cup is full may it be again,
Let it be known there is a fountain,
That was not made by the hands of men.
There is a road, no simple highway,
Between the dawn and the dark of night,
And if you go no one may follow,
That path is for your steps alone.
Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.
But if you fall you fall alone,
If you should stand then who's to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lVdTQ3OPtGY
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