Constance Ore is a retired Teacher, Choir Director, and Organist. And a formidable cook.

January 7, 2009

Filed under: — Constance at 5:57 pm on Wednesday, January 7, 2009

“My New Life” began four years ago on January 6, with the diagnosis of MDS and many months of illness, chemotherapy, and repeated signals that I would depart this earth sooner rather than later. Now here I am, having completed what daughter Janna has termed, “The 4th Annual Last Christmas with Grandma”. I shall name this portion of the Blog, “Part Two”.

Yesterday, the twelfth day of Christmas (with twelve drummers drumming) and the day of Epiphany, the beginning of the wonderful season of Light in the Church Year, I had my fifth bone marrow aspiration. Prior to having this procedure, I took two large painkillers and one Atavan tab so that when I got to the office I was already in the personae of a cheerful drunk. My usual self was present and bemused as it watched and listened to this “me” approach the receptionist’s desk and announce loudly and brightly, “I’m all drugged out and ready to go!” I believe the nurse whisked me into the back room more quickly than usual, and I heard her say to Heidi, “She’s pretty mellow; I think we will just get started as soon as possible.” The end result made this procedure the easiest to date, and after having slept off the drug’s effects, I now feel quite reasonable with just a tender hip as a reminder of yesterday’s activities.

Both Heidi and the oncologist had prepared subject matter to distract; he brought forward the movie “August Rush” (a tale of a little orphaned boy whose prodigious musical talent led to the reunification with his parents) and Heidi spoke of the wonder of the science behind yeast spores floating through the air, landing on flour and water and beginning to start sour dough. I was moved by the obvious intent of these two people, and my befogged brain wove the two subjects together into a very strange tale indeed. On Friday of this week I will have a port “seated” in my chest, and on Monday of next week I will start the first course of Chemotherapy delivered intravenously.

So we begin this New Year as we concluded the last – living out miracles and still hoping for more. There is much to pray for when the state of our world and our country is considered, and much to give thanks for when I recall the faces of Charles, children, grandchildren, dear friends and even Alphie. Life goes on and my heart is full.


Comment by dick gale

January 8, 2009 @ 2:20 pm

Hi Connie and all —

Partially sober or not, it appears that your body and most of your spirit made it through the Jan 6 med stuff.

As promised, the portion of your spirit (no Connie, not spirits — SPIRIT)that we took to Balboa Island for lunch did enjoy the crispy calamari appetizer and a huge bowl of cold pasta salad. Actually, your body would have been welcome too, as these two dishes were
enough for a light lunch for three. The Italian restaurant was very pleasant and Sinatra background music added much. I began that day by saying to Susan, “We’ve got to think a lot about Connie today,” and indeed we did.

The “Fourth Annual . . .” is a good summary of how you and those closest to you have pulled together over these years, even the one who often pulls the hardest needed a new hip.

‘Tis onward to the Spring Equinox!!!

our warmest best to all of you,

dick and susan gale

Comment by irene Beethe

January 8, 2009 @ 8:26 pm

Dear Connie,

God be with you tomorrow! We will be thinking of you!

Love, Irene

Comment by heidi ore

January 8, 2009 @ 8:52 pm


I was glad to be there and happy to think of topics of distraction – the story of Open Harvest’s 30 year old Sour Dough start being dumped by the unknowing intern and the subsequent remedy was a shoe in distraction topic for you – I had a few more up my sleeve as well. They will have to wait.

The fourth annual last Christmas was one for the books – the celebration was legendary, the music was inspiring, the family a delight, and miracles were evident.

Sleep well tonight and I will be thinking of you tomorrow.

Love Heidi

Comment by marguerite rylander

January 14, 2009 @ 11:44 pm

Connie, how I have admired you over the past two years. Paul passed away two years ago this month, but I have followed your brave battle. I speak of you often to my friends and family, and tell them of your courageous battle, and your uplifting writings. I believe the Vidazia will come through again now. I really feel it will. Who knows what they will discover. You are an awesome spirit, and I know Paul is applauding you. Always my prayers are with you.

Love, Marguerite Rylander, Helena, Montana

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