I’m very sorry to hear that you have been ill and I hope you are fully recovered soon. Having been through a bout of whatever a few weeks ago, I gained a new appreciation for feeling well.
We are birds of a feather. My wife of 18 years, Gretchen, sounds in many ways just like your Gretchen. She would be willing to stay home if I had a headache! (Though I am usually a headache). In any case God bless our wives, they are two in a million. Get well quicly and take care of yourself, young feller!
Tis the season to catch those awful viruses that make our lives miserable. I just got over my bout with the nasty. There's no justice in getting sick with these contagious agents but that's life. The best you can do is to let it run its course and try not to spread it to others. Thanks for writing.
Of course you had a flu shot. Right? Best wishes for continued recovery. See you in St. Paul. It looks like you got a great reception here with extra shows.
I am getting a message about a link that can only be used once. What is that about. I don't have a password for this. Will I not get these posts anymore?
We can feel each and every ache and pain while reading about your sickness Garrison. Based on how we all have seen you perform on stage and knowing each and every movement of your face and body as you speak, the listing of your event was/is totally visual in our minds, and we are sad. Now take the rest of the day off dear friend. RR
I have long been convinced that true wealth is having great friends. I remember decades ago riding in the funeral cortège for my father’s funeral and my uncle saying, “look at all those people. When I die they will have to hand out twenties to get a crowd.” And back then a twenty was no small thing.
Sending good thoughts and sound sleep. The fatigue is awful and it seems my brain always goes to "I'll never get better from this..." I do and I also listen to my favorite music to calm down again. Take good care and thanks for recording. I agree with you about travelling these days - way too much on-line crap and overseas accents to patiently work through.
I'm so sorry you had to deal with this, Garrison, and so glad you're feeling better. The world needs you. My last bout with the flu was when I was a young and strong grad student, way back before your first show, when God was a child and dirt was new. I could not stand to walk to the bathroom, so had to crawl. We didn't have antiviral drugs then, so I suffered the whole natural course. The 1918 Spanish influenza pandemic was especially good at killing the young. Strong immune systems overreacted and damaged the tissues they were trying to protect, so youth isn't always a plus. I've never failed to get my flu shot since (and everything else I can get a vaccination for) and haven't suffered the flu since. Let's hear it for all the modern medical miracles that keep us alive and the good people who deliver them.
Here in Lancaster County, PA, where you began your anniversary tour back in July (a fine performance), we have the largest density of CCRCs (Continuous Care Retirement Communities) in the country. Our pre-retirement life had a very short list of people willing to get our meds across town, but here, where we are all trying to age well together, we now have a very long list! When your wife is willing to give up Manhattan and compromise in a place between country and city, we have it here. I'm sure the Lancaster Symphony Orchestra would love to have her!
GK: Really bad bugs can wrestle you down when one like us is truly ill. With their little finger they flick us and we remain in pure agony.
It can make us think we've already been placed in the lower Ides of Hell, and with no Beatrice to help us. Our octavian weakness is doubled or more. But later, much later, at last our pain and weakness subside.
So what to we need! We need a caretacking man who is with us night and day, reaching out to help when need....We need a Boswel for our Carlyle, if you will. Ot is it reversed. No one calls them "My Man" any longer, Praise God. But our being octogenarian, we need someone when needed. So, reach out to be helped when needed, and not vice versa until you are well again.
No one passes the needs of one's mom, but Your Man can come close. Call him an amanuensis or some such, but still paid to be with you when needed. Yes, we Octos may likely need Our Man when truly needed. We will know when....just as you did.....TK
I’m very sorry to hear that you have been ill and I hope you are fully recovered soon. Having been through a bout of whatever a few weeks ago, I gained a new appreciation for feeling well.
We are birds of a feather. My wife of 18 years, Gretchen, sounds in many ways just like your Gretchen. She would be willing to stay home if I had a headache! (Though I am usually a headache). In any case God bless our wives, they are two in a million. Get well quicly and take care of yourself, young feller!
I’m glad you’re feeling better, Mr. Keillor.
Tis the season to catch those awful viruses that make our lives miserable. I just got over my bout with the nasty. There's no justice in getting sick with these contagious agents but that's life. The best you can do is to let it run its course and try not to spread it to others. Thanks for writing.
I'm glad you're feeling better. It's good to know that there are people like Gretchen and Joshua in your life!
Of course you had a flu shot. Right? Best wishes for continued recovery. See you in St. Paul. It looks like you got a great reception here with extra shows.
I am getting a message about a link that can only be used once. What is that about. I don't have a password for this. Will I not get these posts anymore?
We can feel each and every ache and pain while reading about your sickness Garrison. Based on how we all have seen you perform on stage and knowing each and every movement of your face and body as you speak, the listing of your event was/is totally visual in our minds, and we are sad. Now take the rest of the day off dear friend. RR
I love that beautiful music gave you comfort and sleep And yes we all should have a Gretchen to call on Be well
Good Heavens Garrison. Glad you made it.
I have long been convinced that true wealth is having great friends. I remember decades ago riding in the funeral cortège for my father’s funeral and my uncle saying, “look at all those people. When I die they will have to hand out twenties to get a crowd.” And back then a twenty was no small thing.
Interesting that Bach did it for you. Listening to Lake Wobegon stories does it for me. You got me through chemo in 2013. I continue to be grateful.
Oh, boy. Can I relate. Wishing you well, Garrison.
Sending good thoughts and sound sleep. The fatigue is awful and it seems my brain always goes to "I'll never get better from this..." I do and I also listen to my favorite music to calm down again. Take good care and thanks for recording. I agree with you about travelling these days - way too much on-line crap and overseas accents to patiently work through.
I'm so sorry you had to deal with this, Garrison, and so glad you're feeling better. The world needs you. My last bout with the flu was when I was a young and strong grad student, way back before your first show, when God was a child and dirt was new. I could not stand to walk to the bathroom, so had to crawl. We didn't have antiviral drugs then, so I suffered the whole natural course. The 1918 Spanish influenza pandemic was especially good at killing the young. Strong immune systems overreacted and damaged the tissues they were trying to protect, so youth isn't always a plus. I've never failed to get my flu shot since (and everything else I can get a vaccination for) and haven't suffered the flu since. Let's hear it for all the modern medical miracles that keep us alive and the good people who deliver them.
Here in Lancaster County, PA, where you began your anniversary tour back in July (a fine performance), we have the largest density of CCRCs (Continuous Care Retirement Communities) in the country. Our pre-retirement life had a very short list of people willing to get our meds across town, but here, where we are all trying to age well together, we now have a very long list! When your wife is willing to give up Manhattan and compromise in a place between country and city, we have it here. I'm sure the Lancaster Symphony Orchestra would love to have her!
GK: Really bad bugs can wrestle you down when one like us is truly ill. With their little finger they flick us and we remain in pure agony.
It can make us think we've already been placed in the lower Ides of Hell, and with no Beatrice to help us. Our octavian weakness is doubled or more. But later, much later, at last our pain and weakness subside.
So what to we need! We need a caretacking man who is with us night and day, reaching out to help when need....We need a Boswel for our Carlyle, if you will. Ot is it reversed. No one calls them "My Man" any longer, Praise God. But our being octogenarian, we need someone when needed. So, reach out to be helped when needed, and not vice versa until you are well again.
No one passes the needs of one's mom, but Your Man can come close. Call him an amanuensis or some such, but still paid to be with you when needed. Yes, we Octos may likely need Our Man when truly needed. We will know when....just as you did.....TK