Dispatches

by Mary Padilla

 

I wrote the book very quickly; and when it was written, I ceased to be obsessed.  I expressed some very long felt and deeply felt emotion.  And in expressing it I explained it and then laid it to rest.     

                                                    – Virginia Woolf, on  “To a Lighthouse”

                                                                                                                                                

I knew she was stage 4 from the beginning, I say

Don’t get too attached, you say

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I hope the attacks are abating and you’ve been able to eat and keep your strength up, I say

Rough day, she says

If you tell the doctors you’re unable to eat and are getting weaker, maybe that would get their attention, I say

Things have been very rocky lately, she says

How’d it go with the chemo? I say

Afterwards I’m wiped out for a while, but call whenever you want – who wants to be left in peace? she says

Are things looking up today? I say

Had a good day yesterday…stronger – what good things strength and energy are! she says

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How’s it going? I say

Just cancelled chemo this week – I can’t face it, she says

Is it any better today? I say

In the hospital yesterday and just tired and staying home now, she says

How are things? I say

Too sick to do anything for the last few days, she says

The last I heard you were sick and then you went incommunicado, I say

Today is the first day I could eat anything, and I have a humongous headache, she says

Better check with your doctor about that, I say

I’ll try to get an MRI, but now I’m fighting with Instacart because they abandoned my order on the sidewalk and I can’t make it downstairs anymore, she says

One thing after another, I say

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The cancer has spread to my brain – but thinking is what I do! she says

What can they do for this? I say

I’m seeing the radiation oncologists next week after a scan to check for spread to my spine, she says

How did it go at the hospital? I say

Utterly exhausted, she says

                                                                                ……..

I just spoke to her and found her subdubed and rather out of it – she may have thought I was you, I say

She wouldn’t talk to me, you say

She told me ‘I need food,’ I say

Her caretaker is coming this afternoon, you say

We had a brief conversation with big lapses before replies on her end, I say

She’s sleeping all day now, you say

I did say a couple of times that I would call back tomorrow when she might feel more up to talking, but each time she asked me not to go, I say

She seems no less tired after her hospital visit for the day of rest in the middle this time, you say

Finally she asked me to wait a minute and then disappeared, which was the same thing that had happened the last time we spoke, I say

The last time I went to visit we couldn’t wake her up to say good-by, you say

                                                                                ……..

She fell getting out of bed and broke her hip this morning and then refused surgery, but I have her medical proxy and told them to go ahead, you say

I talked to her briefly yesterday and she was totally there mentally, I say

Her cognition has clouded over now, you say

I’ll try calling again, I say

Hello…hi…hello…hi…, she says

Her doctor has put her into hospice, you say

I called again – she wouldn’t take the phone, I say

She is refusing to eat or drink, you say

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She is nearing the end, you say

                                                                                  ……..

She died this morning, you say

 

 

 

Mary Padilla: I write to see what will come out.