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10/22/2021

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​A few days ago, Eric remembered riding in a car with his parents around this part of the state. Every time they crossed the bridge, he would hear the same song playing on the radio – a 1970s hit. He tried to recall the name of the song, but it wouldn’t come to mind. I suggested “I will Survive” sung by Gloria Gaynor, and he thought I could be right. The conversation segued into Motown and R & B, and I asked him to play “I will Survive” on YouTube. We started dancing right away, Eric standing up, and I, in bed. I had so much fun that I decided to pedal the bike with my hands to the rhythm of “I will Survive” and “Hot Stuff.”
When the day came, I asked Eric to play those songs again. Eric obliged, and as soon as I heard Gloria Gaynor’s powerful voice, I started pedaling faster and “dancing” (aka moving the top of my body) all the while. And as I was dancing, my eyes welled up: I recalled another conversation with Eric, in which I’d learned about what had happened to me after I was already settled in a room in the hospital waiting for the operation; how I’d stopped swallowing and breathing, and the neurosurgeon and his team had to intubate me and perform an emergency operation. Eric said the neurosurgeon had saved my life. I remembered nothing about this episode – all my memories were about the (non-existent) first operation to extract my hemangioma.
After more than three years, I found out that I hadn’t had one but two death-threatening experiences. This discovery lent the song its actual weight. Listening to “I Will Survive” elicited in me the combination of three feelings: euphoria, desolation, and a will to look forward instead of backward. My cousin had been right (I write about her comments on another chapter). Doing my exercises faithfully meant more than listening to self-imposed high standards – it meant having a strong determination to live.
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July Chaneton
10/30/2021 11:42:28 am

Lo que pueden ciertas canciones...¡Bailar en la cama! Nada mas vital. Risas y quizás canto, con Eric.
Adelante con las músicas mágicas.
Te quiero mucho.
July

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Judith Filc
10/30/2021 12:22:51 pm

¡Yo también! Gracias, como siempre

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