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I’m still here in Yarnell, and so is all my stuff.purple Bee flowers Berta's Yarnell Arizona

May Day brought a little rain to us in Arizona.  Petrichor.  I love it.  Oh how we need so much more.  A few more blooms appeared like out of nowhere.  That’s one of the magical things about the desert.  Only a wee bit of moisture brings on life.

There was snow on the ground as we drove the Spar Road over the Bradshaw Mountains to Prescott for a doctor appointment.  The next day along the same drive it was gone.  That was when Berta’s daughter flew back to Portland.

 

 

old train depot Rhyolite NevadaTrain depot Rhyolite Nevada

So now it’s back to the two of us.  Berta is sleeping more which gives me plenty of time to label photos.  What the heck, I’m not traveling or taking many photos right now.  Just finished labeling November 2017 (above).

last light Wotans Throne Wedding Site Cape Royal North Rim Grand Canyon National Park ArizonaNo news on my lack of a job at Grand Canyon.  Still waiting for a review on the audit which determined I had worked too many hours to be a rehire.  I struggle daily with the thought that I don’t work there any more.  It’s hard to let go of the canyon because the Grand Canyon has a hold of me.

Saw a notice on the community board by the post office for a talk about the geology of Yarnell.  A local friend said he’d go along with me.  But I messed up on the date for last Thursday so when we got to the community center and no one was there I checked back on the notice and it’s this week.  We laughed all the way home.  So, maybe this week give it another try.

5th-wheel Berta's property Yarnell ArizonaLast Friday my 5th-wheel was delivered from Utah and is parked next door on Berta’s other piece of property, where her house was before the fire.  It looks huge compared to the truck-camper I’ve lived in for the last six months.  Sadly, I can’t live in it here because there’s no hookups and the county says no (eventually).  I thought about emptying, cleaning, and selling it until I looked on Craigslist at alternatives and saw nothing I like better than what I have.

trees boulders full moon rise Yarnell Arizona

artistically tweaked moon rise

Getting warm here.  At 88°F it’s imperative to run at least the fan and, so far, occasionally AC.  Not sure I can do a high temperature summer in this camper.  Although the AC works I don’t do well with the cold/hot switch bait and AC often makes me ill.

Weaver Mountains sunset clouds Yarnell Arizonasunset over the Weaver Mountains

So, I’m still here.  And it’s still one day at a time.

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Living with life and death

There is life and death in this little community of Yarnell with a high percentage of retirees, seniors, aging boomers, and almost centurions.  And let’s face it, death is not the part of life most of us want to think or talk about.  Thus I am struggling with this and why I haven’t posted in a while.  Death has been on my mind lately and I have been talking about it.  My best friend Berta is dying of cancer.  There, I said it.

fence camper trees clouds Yarnell ArizonaThe camper is parked in Berta’s yard and I am helping wherever I can.

Beginning in mid-February Berta noticed difficulty writing and walking in a straight line the direction she wanted to go.  I took her to Prescott hospital some 40 miles north of our rural little town in preference to the much smaller Wickenburg 25 miles south.  Tests and scans were done.  Weeks later a second opinion at Mayo Clinic in Scottsdale with a biopsy confirmed lung cancer metastasized to multiple brain tumors.

Western medicine tells us brain cancer is incurable, yet there is still a push for radiation treatment followed by chemo.  And doctors don’t know if either really help a person live longer.  Five minute full brain radiation treatments are daily for 2-3 weeks with a long drive so even though presumably not painful would be exhausting.  Berta did a lot of research regarding these suggested treatments, natural alternatives, and change in diet to reduce inflammation.  For a couple weeks ideas changed almost daily.  Yet during this time steroids and anti-seizure medicine have been helping immensely.

Berta’s daughter came down from Portland for two weeks during the zaniest of doctor visits.  Her second week here I took the opportunity to get away for a few days and visited with friends volunteering at Casa Grande National Monument only four hours away.

Berta's side yard Yarnell ArizonaSide yard view

The big question is “How long do I have to live?”  And nobody can tell us that.  Her daughter, SIL, grandchildren, friends, and I are not dealing with this anywhere near as well as the patient.  We will feel the pain of her loss, she will be set free.  She is not in pain, just looking to increase the days, weeks, months, or years.  Did you know there are no pain receptors on your brain?  This is about quality of life.  If I could feel good and go about my life, I believe that would be my choice.  Sometimes I think that ignorance is bliss.

I selfishly think of who will take care of my mail.  Will I have an address or excuse to be in Yarnell?  Where will I call home base?  Who will kick my butt when I’m stupid and hug me when I’m down?  Who will laugh at the antics like repacking the Toyota at a yard sale five times to get it all in?  Really, you had to be there.

tree boulders Weaver Mountains clouds sunset Yarnell Arizonabirthday sunset

The end of March came.  After weeks of me doing a lot of nothing, labeling photos, spending way too much time on Facebook, driving to town, and being available, on the morning of my birthday when I’m happily answering FB birthday wishes, I ignore multiple phone calls until a text comes through that Berta has been stung by a scorpion.  OMG, I’m on the run as she’s been stung before and experienced anaphylactic shock.  But this time she’s OK with Benadryl and ice.  We actually went out for an early dinner that day.

A couple days later Berta fell outside and I didn’t hear her calling.  The 7th day Adventists were driving by, saw her, and notified me. She lost her balance and had a “wake-up call” to use the walker.  Scraped arm, don’t think she bumped her head.  Scary that I didn’t hear her.  Does this mean someone around 24/7?  The idea scares both of us.  She begins to wear the car’s panic button which I would surely hear, along with the neighbors.

I am scared.  I’m loosing my best friend.  I feel broken, and fragile.  Thank goodness for a few people in town that help me ground and get out of the pity pot.  I move past the sorrow and become more realistic and positive.

Berta and Sierra Yarnell ArizonaBerta, for the most part, is happy.  Maybe sleeping more and running around less, but still sharp most of the time.  When she’s fatigued, forgetfulness occurs more frequently and motor skills are not the best.

Her daughter and SIL come for another visit.  For now, Berta wants to be in her home.  Yet we all know a time will come when we are not able to help anymore.  I will stay for her as long as I am able.  Right now, life is one day at a time.

boulder moon rise Yarnell Arizona

“Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood? Some afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps 4 or 5 times more. Perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps 20 and yet it all seems limitless.”
–Paul Bowles from The Sheltering Sky

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