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3.4.11

The Touch, The Feel of Gaelic

There are five senses.  Yet there are only four here so far in my non-Bucket List list.  There have been sight, sound, smell, and taste.  Have you ever realised that most of your senses are located in the head region?  The only one that covers more than just the head region is touch. 

What is on my want-to-feel-before-I-die list?  This:
  • The Dead Sea keeping me afloat
  • My grandbaby's soft skin
  • The wind from a tornado as I chase the storm (with a professional, of course)
  • Spray from the ocean on my face while sailing in the Greek Isles
  • The silkiness of my daughters' wedding dresses
  • Sheets made of silk
  • Weightlessness
  • Cool dirt while digging for truffles
  • Spongy trails as the elevation increases on Denali
  • My wedding rings on my left ring finger (they were cut off when I shattered the bone in my finger and won't be repaired until there is no more swelling in my finger)
That's also an update on my finger.  The pins are beginning to hurt under the skin.  They'll need to come out at some point.  When I make a fist, my finger still sticks out at an odd angle.  But physical therapy is continuing and small progress is made each week.  As the professionals tell me, it may take a year before my finger is stabilized.  And it may never be back to normal -- in size or in how straight it is.

Perhaps Number 11 on the list should be "a day without pain in the finger."  But whining doesn't feel so good either.  So we'll stop at Ten.