Aarthi wrote Vic another beautiful poem. Thank you Aarthi. We needed your beautiful words to encourage and remind us today. Vic is going through a particularly harrowing time. She is suffering from severe nausea and the injections are no longer as efficient as before. Poor little poppet! She also broke another vertebra on Saturday when she put on her bra….
For the first time in Vic’s journey I am running scared of the amounts of pain medication her body needs. This afternoon she was in excruciating pain – the pain was under the right-hand ribcage. That is the liver. Her eyes are slightly yellow and her skin a little sallow.
Over the weekend Vic walked into my TV lounge and I got such a fright when I saw her. Her face was ghostly pale. She actually looked like a geisha without the red lips and charcoal eyes. Her eyes were dark from pain.
I had to phone Hospice this afternoon and ask them for more pain medication. I am trying to work out what the effect of the increased medication will be to the toxicity levels in her body. Hospice said we are at the 50/50 level. The levels of medication can now be detrimental to her. What do we do?
A calm courage waits in them
like a belief that breathes in her soul
those black pearls of mysterious power
glow like a beacon of hope
it is as if she is saying
i shall continue the fight
her will is deeper than she herself knows
that lustre speaks so much more
she is a gem as i can see
she is a warrior in her ways
that strength that originates in the depths of her
flows out and gives her eyes a brilliant grace…