19 Sep 2020
by jeannepoland
in archetype, Poetry
Tags: #1 caretaker, broken, crash, drop off, embrace persons, find home, ground, health, i forget, Jeanne, responsible for my own happiness, self-care, sister:trust in God, too big for my shoulder

#1
care-taker
embrace persons
too big for me to shoulder
they drop off my shoulder
and crash on the ground
broken.
I forget.
They are responsible for their happiness.
I am responsible for Jeanne’s.
And her health too.
I find home
and settle in for self-care
and its sister:
trust in God!
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10 Jul 2013
by jeannepoland
in Family
Tags: born alone, grave, gravity, grief, grievous, health, medicine, mental-health, shawl, shelter, silken weaves, soul, spirituality, stroke, tongue twisters, warm, weight, woven

It’s grief that drags us down:
not gravity;
Yet each loss is grave
Leads to our grave
And is a grievous weight of soul
Not to be born alone
But woven into silken weaves
To warm and stroke and shelter:
I am a shawl for you.
Jeanne
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29 May 2013
by jeannepoland
in Family
Tags: brain power, design, empathy, health, left is right, meaning, play, right brain, six high-touch senses, story, symphony, touch

Stay in touch
with the six
high-touch senses:
design
story
symphony
empathy
play
meaning.
Where are they?
In the right brain.
Where what’s left is right!
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25 May 2013
by jeannepoland
in Family
Tags: celebrate, crossfit, great, health, healthy-living, invert, pike, straight, weight, Yoga

Celebrate
your weight:
great
straight
invert!
May 25, 2013
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12 May 2013
by jeannepoland
in Uncategorized
Tags: bladder, blood test, blues, cardiologist, colon, confidence, doctor, endoscopy, health, health marathon, medicine, prescriptions, rain, self-care, shingles, sleep apnea, sonogram, therapy, vaccinations, whooping cough
Joy Acey wrote this poem posted yesterday on her blog. It brought to mind the day I had yesterday, not rain, but many blue demands on my time.
Rain makes the road shine black.
I listen to the pitt-a-pat.
Dripping from the tree leaves,
falling off the edge of eaves.
On this day, I could feel gray
but the shine on the road
takes the blues away.

Yesterday was a marathon of health care:
1 go to physical therapy for broken wrist @7 AM
(bring fresh blackberries for breakfast)
2 rush to Doctor’s appointment for 9:15 in next town
leave with 4 prescriptions to fill and future blood test
as well as a referral for a sonogram at 11 AM (across the bridge)
Stop at Don’s Doctor’s office to find out his doctor quit and there’s
no replacement yet. Plead with the nurse to schedule a test for sleep apnea,
recommended by the cardiologist 2 months ago.
3 Drink to have a full bladder and then no peeing until the tech has
pressed the death out of it and then can repeat the pressure from hell
after peeing. Wait 3 days until the doctor can interpret the scan.
4 Phone the nurse at Empire to ascertain the meaning of all the red numbers
on the 5 pages of the last lab results. (One hour)
5 Phone my big brother, the doctor, to explain the results of Don’s
colon-endoscopy. ( In the absence of a doctor for him)
Inquire about the efficacy of controversial vaccinations for shingles and whooping cough.
6 Wait 3 days to leave the prescriptions at the Pharmacy. Too exhausted to move.
What did I learn?
Love brother’s care.
Learned how to spell many words about western medical treatment.
Managed my time strategically yesterday.
Cared for my partner.
Reserved procedures for another day.
Self-cared to the point of confidence.
Lived with the resources available in this great country.
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23 May 2012
by jeannepoland
in Uncategorized
Tags: close ups, Dental, floss, health, space, space chair, teeth, toothpaste
A Poem for Two Voices:
One:
In the office
is
a space chair
hygienist
and computer on pedestal.
Two:
(It does close-ups and enlargements!)
(It graphed my gums from 1 to 4; #4 being too tender)
One:
“Floss 3x a day
Gargle with baking soda.”
“Here’s a prescription for toothpaste.”
Two
“Here’s a sample of floss and toothpaste”
One:
“Six thousand dollars to replace old filings and crowns!”
Two:
“They’re too old.
See decay here below the crown!”
One:
“Wait! Eeeek!
Need to tweek
the budget!
And the dental plan.
Two:
Teeth are not my only asset!
Bites and bits both vie for time!
Each gets his share down here on earth
“So he gets his and I keep mine!
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