Well, I am doing very well right now. My body may be a piece of crap, but I’m feeling exhilarated by where I am in this process. I don’t know exactly where I am in this process, on the timeline between this point in time right now and the point when Jesus will come for me… But I feel extraordinarily peaceful and I feel very, very, happy.
I’ve been pretty euphoric for several days, and I’m still trying to articulate why. And it’s not due to anything I’m putting into my body, for those of you wondering about that. I feel like I’m sensing an end to all of this crud. I just feel ready.
Somehow it just feels closer. I could be wrong, and His coming for me could be months away, but it feels closer, and I like that. Three people in twenty-four hours have independently indicated that they are sensing that it feels closer to them too. We’ll just have to wait and see.
The closer death gets, the more peaceful I feel, and the more excited I get. I have a couple things I'd like to finish, but I have no regrets about anything, and I am ready. Did I mention that I feel ready?
Anyway, I got to meet my hospice nurse today, and she is amazing, as expected. She gave me lots of information about all kinds of things and it was very helpful. Among other things, she said she feels like I’m starting hospice at a very good time in my process based on my symptoms, needs, and the obvious progression of disease in my superficial lymph nodes.
She’s going to start out visiting me once a week and can increase the frequency if needed. They also have people available 24/7 to help with anything major that might come up. I can’t believe how well planned out and organized hospice is.
Anyway, I just got oxygen yesterday, to use as needed. I have been using it as needed since it was delivered yesterday and it really does help with the shortness of breath, so that is nice.