Friday, August 22, 2014

Each beat

Well, damn.

The day has gotten away from me, again. 

I've spent what little energy I had this morning battling injustice elsewhere.

Today, I go home to see Rhys. I haven't seen him since Sunday last, other than on the computer. We video chat each morning, a thing I will greatly miss at Burning Man. 

He tells me about his busy day, and explains the various procedures involved in his different toy kits. 

This morning, with a play stethoscope, he was checking Rachel's heartbeat. 

I could nearly hear it, too.

A single beat also includes the pause before the next electrical signal, which then completes the cycle with yet another thumping in the chest.