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November 3, 2000
I had made a lunch date with my old boss this afternoon. Lunch was at a restaurant downtown. At the time I made the date, Walt had a dental appointment and would be taking the car with him to Berkeley (he drives 80 miles to his dentist and has been doing that for nearly 30 years now...but how can you give up a guy named Hercules Demosthenes Morphopolous?). Peggy was still here at the time and convinced me I should walk to lunch. I agreed. Its probably a mile and a half. But Im all into this walking jazz now.
Well, when the day actually arrived, Walt had cancelled his appointment because hes busy working on building the set to Kismet and couldnt afford to take a day off. So there I am with a car after all. But Id promised Peggy. So I set off on foot.
When our walking program started while Peggy was still here, we walked to a friends office. Its about the mid-way point between here and the restaurant where I was meeting my old boss. I remember that day, and thinking, about half way to the office, what an idiot I was for suggesting such a distant location, how I found excuses to stop to take a breath, and how I felt like I was going to die by the time we got to the office. That walking jazz really works. I walked about twice as fast--not fast, by any stretch of the imagination, but a brisk pace for me.
It was a nice cool, but sunny day. I had a time crunch. I allowed myself an hour; Peggy felt it would take me 45 minutes. It took me 40. When I arrived at the restaurant, 15 minutes earlier than I expected, I felt so good, I could easily have walked home again (but my boss gave me a ride, and I wasnt dumb enough to refuse!).
I realize now that I really need to continue this program Peggy got started here. I really do feel better when I get out and walk. I havent quite reached the point where Im walking for the thrill of walking. I still feel I need a destination, and I do kind of resent the time Im out not doing something here at home but its really quite a neat thing to feel comfortable walking a mile and a half, not feeling out of breath, and not coming home with feet that hurt.
I think Ive decided that Im going to promise myself (and Peggy) that I will walk a minimum of 3 times a week, starting right now at making it an hours walk each time and then working up to more. Its so nice not to worry about how Ill feel if I have to walk somewhere with someone. Funny, but before she left Australia, Peggy said she would get me walking. I scoffed. And I was also uncomfortable thinking about her being here because I didnt think I would be able to keep up with her. But in the end, she was right. Im walking. Im feeling good about it. And whats more, I want to walk. Whoda thunk?
As for the lunch itself, it was quite interesting. Leon received a Robert Wood Johnson award some years ago for use in the midwifery program he had established here in Yolo County, expanding care to low income mothers and their infants and young children. Now would like to use some of the remaining funds to examine death and dying in this county. The purpose of the study would be to find out if people here die the way they want to die and how we can improve end of life issues in Yolo County.
This meshes well with Steves work in speaking to medical professionals about what its like to be a terminally ill patient, and how the attitude of the caregivers can make all the difference in the world in treating a patient. This was the main reason why I wanted to talk with Leon about his proposed program. I find that Ive become interested in death and dying issues by default. Ive learned, through losing two children, that we dont address death in this culture. Were uncomfortable with it and we dont know what to say or what to do. Death is going to come to all of us. Its going to come to everybody we love. We do a great disservice by waiting until its too late to even think about it.
Anyway, Leon and I discussed this, and my interest in the whole subject (as well as where Steve might possibly fit into any sort of program that might come out of Leons fledgling program). To my delight, Leon said that if he actually goes forward with this program and funds a needs assessment, the first step in getting any sort of program implemented, he was interested in having me work on it with him. It would be great to be working for him again. I transcribed for him for 8 years and managed his office for 2 years and we always worked well together.
Its still too early to know if this is going to evolve into anything, but Im hopeful that it will. It seems like my life has turned into a spiral, with all sorts of parts of it intertwining in bizarre ways. While Im here in Davis discussing how I can get Steve together with my old boss, Steve was in New York meeting my best friend/adopted brother, who came to the staged reading of The Last Session in NY this afternoon. Its just very weird to see all these disparate parts of my life kind of moving together like a big jigsaw puzzle.
Now if we could figure out how to move all of these components to Australia, it would complete the circle!
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