KT
Sunday July 19th 2009, 8:23 pm
Filed under: Friends

I saw my old friend KT today, and she threw her arms around me.  Boy, she had something she wanted to tell me!

She’d been out and about, and someone she didn’t know at all had come up to her, pointed at the shawl she was wearing, and proclaimed, “That’s an Alison!”

KT didn’t remember the name of the person but thought I’d enjoy hearing about it.  The woman had told her she was a former yarn store owner.  I’m guessing who that was, but if you’re reading this, give me a holler, wouldja? It totally made her day and mine today.  What were the chances?!

KT knew about my lupus, but that was it.  She didn’t expect the reaction she got when she mentioned that she’d had a hard time lately; she’d been diagnosed with Crohn’s in January.  She didn’t know if I’d heard of that one?

Oh wow.  Ten years ahead of you, friend, call me any time whatsoever with any question, and let me reassure you that chemo meds sound scary but mine worked for me for years with no real side effects.

I’ve had a lupus support group all these years. I’ve never found one for the Crohn’s. And now I get to be one.  And  we started it off with a sense of celebration–I’ve already knit her the baby alpaca shawl!


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Almost reminds me of the time last November when you ran (figuratively) into me.

Fun:

Great truths about growing old:

~ Growing up is mandatory; growing old is optional.

~ When you fall down, you wonder what else you can do while you’re down there.

~ You’re getting old when you get the same sensation from a rocking chair that you once got from a roller coaster.

~ Time may be a great healer, but it’s a lousy beautician.

~ Wisdom comes with age, but sometimes age comes alone.

~ Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.

Comment by Don Meyer 07.19.09 @ 8:57 pm

Maybe we should give you the title of Queen of Serendipitous Meetings:) I’ve had similar encounters with friends & relative strangers alike over the endometriosis & the infertility. It is a wonderful feeling to be able to let a person know you’ve been there or are there too, it truly helps both parties!

Comment by TripletMom 07.19.09 @ 9:46 pm

My boyfriend (he of exceptional height) has a niece that has Crohn’s. She is 13 and going to a summer camp in Philly this year, just for kids with Crohn’s. I bet I can ask her mother if there is a support group – she would probably know or Children’s Hospital would probably know. Want me to?

Comment by afton 07.20.09 @ 5:16 am

Well, you sure send a lot of knitted goodness out into the world, so I think the chances of a sighting are higher than they would be for some of us. I’m glad it was a feel-good moment for two of you!

You are the third person in my circle with Crohn’s. (Actually, I think you were the first to say so, but…)

Comment by Channon 07.20.09 @ 5:25 am

How fun!!! (the shawl, not that KT has crohns, of course) It is good you have each other.
And Don, thank you for the afternoon chuckles :-}

Comment by Diana Troldahl 07.20.09 @ 10:22 am

I was so surprised when my husband had his second re-section (mid 1980’s) to find that there are actually nurses who specialize in support for ostomates – ETs they call themselves 😛 We went to a couple of meetings (we were living in Nashua NH at the time) and it was eye-opening for my husband and me to realize how many of “us” there are.

Comment by Leslie 07.20.09 @ 5:46 pm

Uh huh, what we do in this life comes back to us even while yet we linger. A taste of your just desserts. 🙂

Comment by Toni Smoky-Mountains 07.21.09 @ 4:24 am

Another great connection with more wonderful people.

Comment by Alicia 07.21.09 @ 11:17 am

Proof that you are famous! Cool.

Comment by Carol 07.22.09 @ 9:35 am



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