[at-l] The Wench / LiteShoe Syndrome

[atted@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (ted anderson)]

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 Well, today I know what Teresa went through.  I went into my office at
Life-Path Hospice and did what she did.  Let me tell you, it was not a
pleasant experience.  Got a nice card signed by everyone, some candy bars
and lots of hugs.  Words cannot explain how I felt when the time came to say
 "Bye, I love ya all", then turn my back on the folks and walk out.  No more
cell phone or beeper.  No more on call.  No more patients, that I love so
much.  "Be careful and hurry back,"  were the last words I heard.

And now I reflect on Jan's recent posting in a much different light.  Life
has just turned a corner, and I'm on a street that I've never seen or been
on before.  Does the street lead through a nice area, rough area?   It doesn
t matter now, because I'm on that street and must take whatever it dishes
out.

So today I feel ever emotion I have ever felt.   Today is simply another day
 but it feels so different, for me.

I'm meeting Jim Stewart (WhoAh) at a local pub this afternoon, and I'm
really looking forward to that.



Soleman - WAYAG ?
Please sign my guest book
Ted Anderson  www.trailjournals.com/soleman

It was on the first of May, in the year 1769, that I resigned my domestic
happiness for a time, and left my family and peaceable habitation on the
Yadkin River, in North Carolina, to wander through the wilderness of America

                                                  Daniel Boone



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