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Status Post J-Tube!

Posted on February 22, 2006 by Jenn

OK, so (as per my routine) I turned the one-nighter in the hospital into a two-nighter, but at least I have my j-tube! So far, I am enjoying tube feeding (yes, you read that right, enjoying). It is monumentally easier, … Continue reading →

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Next Chapter: Tube Feeding

Posted on January 29, 2006 by Jenn

Well, we’re on the schedule for surgery: Tuesday, February 7, I will have a “feeding jejunostomy” (j-tube) placed. It’s only a one-night hospital stay, and all the learning about this new mode will take place at home. It can’t be … Continue reading →

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Poetry: Spring

Posted on March 28, 2005 by Jenn

The weathered Winter hard resists
Symphonic Spring of movements brusque;
Thund’rous moments, downpours, mists
In ostenato, until dusk
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Poetry: The Second Remainder (From Psalm 52)

Posted on September 29, 2004 by Jenn

For God alone my soul waits in silence, for my hope is from Him.
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Poetry: Sweetheart

Posted on November 7, 2003 by Jenn

Did I know you?
It’s hard to say…
I have no yesterday, no tomorrow
No just-a-moment-ago, or in-a-second
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Poetry: (sigh.)

Posted on October 1, 2003 by Jenn

(sigh.)

I guess I’ll need to move sooner or later.
Don’t know which way.
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Poetry: Spare Change

Posted on March 7, 1997 by Jenn

Today as I walked alone,
Just like always,
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Poetry: Brother

Posted on October 2, 1996 by Jenn

Four fingers
Sleeping soundly in the balmy bed of
Big Brother’s palm.
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Poetry: The Classroom

Posted on May 2, 1996 by Jenn

Wide awake (for once) determined to learn
texts, pencils, fresh sheets of paper, shamelessly sheer
anticipating that long-awaited Mark.
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Poetry: The Matter of Weeping

Posted on April 19, 1996 by Jenn

Dry are my eyes, my cheek, my chin,
Despite the rigorous war within
My soul.
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