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Four A.M. And I'm wide awake.  This sometimes happens, but thankfully not often. The ticking of the clock seems to match the beating of my heart. I guess it's pacemaker is working too.  Same idea I guess.  Both are to keep the movements running smoothly. (It's a good thing.)

The less than happy thing about waking up so early is that my mind does it's best "flitting" at this time of the morning,  I think of fifty things at once and concentrate on none.

When I got up to get some juice, SOMEONE moved over onto my pillow.  She likes to lay across my pillows, Cleopatra-style.  She would probably like it if I peeled her a grape.  Took her to the Vet today.  Seems all is well as far as Dr Garrels is concerned.  She did blood work, clipped her nails and did a "cursory" exam.  I'll get the results tomorrow.

The Braves game we went to was fun.  It had been a long time since I had been to one and the weather was perfect.  Friends weren't bad either.  Charles always finds fun things to do. (Picture insert above.)

I have scheduled Physical Therapy starting on Tuesday.  Dr Macintosh from Mayo wrote a Rx for me to go.  He suggested this in lieu of surgery.  Hopefully this will strengthen my back muscles.  I'm looking forward to it.  I had a perfunctory eval on Monday.  I was sore in places I didn't even remember having, but it's supposed to help.  If think "Steel Magnolias" said it best, "What does not succeed in killing you makes you stronger."  That's about it.  I asked the therapist if i could hate her for a little while.  She just laughed.  She didn't know I was serious.

God is still good.

Craziest Week

Sometimes weeks are boring; sometimes wild.  This was a busy week.  Monday is typically a "down" day.  I rest, wash clothes or anything easy that can be done. This one was normal.  Ween and I slept in,  washed some clothes, and ate a little.  From then on the week speeds up.

Tuesday was dr, therapy, and errands.  Julie has been taking me to therapy, as I've had some problems with my vision.  She keeps my car and it makes it easier for me.  It also motivates me to go when I don't feel like it.  I also had my allergy shots switched to Tuesday so she could take me there too.

Wednesday was Jacksonville for Mayo. Julie took me. I had a re-eval for my back and for bariatric surgery.  For my back, the dr gave me a Rx for physical happy.  That means I must "suspend" my cardiac rehab for now.  I go for an eval on Monday for the therapy.  The bariatric counselor. Jillian, checks my food list, makes adjustments, and recommends changes, if any.  I have to see Dr Lynch, bariatric dr next time.  He will determine when I can have the surgery.

Thursday, I was back at rehab, and then to PTINR check.  It was too high so she adjust the dosage.  I go back on Thursday to see if that helped.  Julie dropped me off to get Charles' car because I had to pick him up at 4:00.  After picking him up, I drove to Tampa, Bahama Breeze for dinner and on to TRISHA YEARWOOD  concert at Ruth Eckerd Hall. I had a great time with Charles.

It had been some time since I had been there. They have "toned down" the looks of Ruth Eckerd Hall.  It used to be a place to "dress up" and see a concert in an atmosphere of elegance.  It was just another theatre, sticky floor with food served inside the auditorium.  I was very disappointed in what it has become.  I felt a little over-dressed, even for a country music concert.

Friday was a resting day.  I was very tired and didn't do much except sleep and rest. Saturday I returned some shoes to Macys; wrong size.  And then today, another rest day.  Nothing special for Monday .  Here we go again: another week.  God is good.  We are blessed.

YES

It has been a long time.

I haven't posted.

I've been busy.

Well, actually, I do practically the same things each day. I get up.  (novel approach)  I take meds.  I either study my Bible, or watch Joyce Meyer.  Or, both. 

Ween barks.  I get her up.  She goes potty.    I shall not go on.  It's too boring, even to me.

I DID vary my activities today.  I went to the allergist to get my shots.  That is my MONDAY routine, if at all possible.

C is traveling right now, so my routine is even slower.  I miss him when he's gone.  I am trying to do therapy twice a week, but my eyesight is not good some days, so I let Julie keep my car while he is gone and she has been taking me.  I appreciate her doing that and tying up her day for me. 

Bret is still not doing well, physically.  He can't seem to shake this bronchial infection.  He was in the hospital, but they sent him home and the meds are not as strong so he's not getting over it as quickly as I think he should.  We are having bouts of the flu in some areas here.  I just hope he can get this infection under control soon.

I had a colonoscopy, last Wednesday.  C took me.  I am supposed to go to Mayo this Wednesday.  Mock is supposed to take me, but he's been sick.  We'll see how that goes.

I am going to Mayo for a re-eval on my back.  I got shots the last time I was there but not from Dr Osborne, and they didn't last but a few days.  I am also going for a update for the bariatric surgery.  I understand Medicare is now paying for it at Jacksonville location, so we'll see how it goes.

It is a little "chilly" here, but nothing like other parts of the US.  I have had to put on my warm-up suits, thanks to Barb, but it usually warms during the day.

That's about it.  Nothing new.  All is well.  Thank God for that.

Happy Birthday

Happy birthday dear Tom.  I miss you everyday.  If you were here, I know about how we could maybe celebrate.  Probably go to the Mall or Orlando (we would probably still live in New Port. Richey), or meet friends for lunch or dinner.  I'd have some sort of  ridiculous high priced present that you wanted.  OR, you would be getting ready for the music convention that you liked to attend each January.  I would probably meet you wherever it was being held, listen to some fabulous music renditions, meet some friend afterward to celebrate your birthday, and go back to our hotel room for the night.  We would get up, go to breakfast, and then head home.

I miss the wonderful concerts we used to attend.  I miss your smile, your beautiful blue eyes and the silly things you used to laugh at.  But most of all, I just miss you.

So many things have changed.  You would laugh your head off at some of the dumb things I've done. I'm sure you know all of them.  And, you would be so proud of our sons.  Charles is such a neat person who takes good care of me.  Tom has come a long way from where he was.  I've made many new friends.

I've been blessed with knowing Mary McCormick, who cleans and cooks for me.  Bret and Julie and the girls, you'd love them, too.  And, the list goes on ...

I'm grateful for your watch care.  As you know, I need a lot of help.   So much for now. See you soon,

s

It's Here.

My first day of 2014 was relatively uneventful.  That's really okay with me. Charles is home, getting some  much needed rest. I think he's going to EPCOT tomorrow to let in some friends of ours, but that shouldn't take too long.  

He's invited some friends for lunch on Friday so Mary is coming to " spruce up the place." (Her words not mine.) She's so good to me. I am truly blessed to have her as a friend.

Ween is sound asleep, whining, and  snorting, and trying to outrun something. She makes strange noises in her sleep.  I pat her, calm her and she settles down. Last night she was really upset when they started shooting off the fireworks. (I don't understand Florida law - it's okay to buy fireworks,  but against the law to shoot them off.) She was scared, so she paced and had a hard time getting settled. I finally ended up giving her some calming treats. They helped, and she finally went to sleep.

Okay.  As I start this year, I hope and pray my health will be better.  I am also praying God's will for my life.  I'm sure it will be an interesting time, and as we follow God's leading, we will just hang on to see the miracles He is doing.

Another year; Another game

While I lay here watching Duke fight with Texas A&M, I'm reminded that it is almost 2014.  It seemed like yesterday that we were worried about the possible 2000 problems-How would our computers work; is it time for the antichrist to take over; should I be scared?  So many concerns and yet very few things happened as they predicted.

I'm sure there are people who try to figure out 2014, before it happens.  I haven't heard any predictions except sports expectations.  I can't help but wonder - Should I be more concerned about this year?  I have a tendency to go from one extreme to the other.  I've tried to be " Middle of the Road" but it really seems unexciting to me.  Not that I want more excitement in my life, it seems like it just happens.  I hate "plodding" along with all the mundane circumstances that surely will come my way yet I hate to open a can of worms that I can't handle. What is the answer?  I'm not sure there is one.

I will probably just get up, follow my routine for that day, and go to bed that night, as I usually do.  I definitely will thank God for all His kindness to me. And, I will see friends as often as possible.  When it comes to the life in general, I think Garth Brooks said it best when he sang, " I could  have missed the pain, but I would had to miss the dance."

Almost a New Year

Expectations change from time to time for me.  I try NOT to plan ahead as it's sometimes disappointing, not to mention too many changes to make that it can get confusing.

I was hoping for a new iPad for Christmas but I got an even better surprise as I got the face of mine replaced. All my previous programs and pictures, etc were still right where I left them, even Netflix. I am soooo excited to have it back. It's much easier for me to use. My phone has all the programs and pictures, but it is so small it's hard to use.

I absolutely love my iPad.  I can use the keyboard and increase the size of the letters to read it better.  I can even have it read to me.  As my vision deminishes, this will be even more invaluable.  God is good.

I got so many nice presents for Christmas, much more than I deserve.  Charles got me a set of crock pots that I wanted.  I fixed pintos, green beans,and mac\cheese for lunch on Christmas.  Awesome and easy.  I have wanted a crock pot for a long time.  So much easier.  And, several vases, goodies to eat and lots more. I am so blessed.

For New Years, mmmmm, don't know exactly.  I know I'll be home because I hate to go out at this time, so that's probably all I'll do. I'll probably just go to bed.  And, that's okay.  In fact, I'm thankful for our home and that I have a place to sleep each night. So, I'll say a prayer of thanks and Ween and I will call it a night.  She likes to go to bed around 8.  Perfect.

HO HO HO

This will probably be my only blog before Christmas so I'll have to update and look forward.

My sister text me and said I needed to blog.  And, she's right.  If I'm going to keep track of me, I need to blog daily.  Okay, semi-daily.  Okay, once a week.

The past few days have been hectic but great.  Sat we went to Sea World. Charles had gotten tickets from Disney for his contribution to United Way, so we used those and went to see their Christmas presentations.  I was really UNDERWHELMED.  I guess I'm jaded by Disney's presentations which are so spectacular that See World just seems "mundane" in comparison.  We did get to see the penguins, the Polar Express and the Clyde and Seymour Christmas show.  They were all different since I had been there.  Charles and Mock and I went, and a good time was had by all.  I was EXTREMELY tired and had to take something for my back, but it was a good time.

Tuesday, Mock, Vicki, Mary and I went to EPCOT for Lunch at Marrakesh, the Candlelight Processional, and Fireworks.  It was a very long day for me, but it was a wonderful present to me too.  It was the best day I've had in a very long time.  There's nothing better than good food, wonderful friends and excellent entertainment.

The Marrakesh is a Moroccan Restaurant at EPCOT and I had lamb and couscous. I was so full I didn't even eat dessert.  Now that is full for me. Vicki had chicken.  Mary had chicken kabobs.  Mock had salmon that he didn't like so they brought him a cheeseburger and fries.  Americans.

The Candlelight Processional is the reading of the true Christmas story, massive choir of about 400, and an orchestra.  The music was unbelievable. Sigourney Weaver was the celebrity reader.  Even though she missed a few cues, she was excellent and we enjoyed it very much.

The fireworks were phenomenal, as usual.  NO ONE does fireworks like Disney.  I, personally, prefer Magic Kingdom's, but EPCOT is a close second.

We are expecting guests to visit from NY and are providing lunch on Christmas.  They only thing that would make this time of year more perfect would be if Tom could be here.  He's not sure if he's coming or not.  Maybe he will surprise me.

Holly came and decorated November 20, as she was going to be gone quite a bit and didn't know when she could do it.  Charles does not want decorations outside this year.  Maybe next year.

Well, if I don't see you for Christmas - I hope its happy and merry.  God bless us all.



PS:  Going to MAYO tomorrow for my back.  All day affair.  Ween is doing a sleep-over with Mock.

Today

Last week was hectic, to say the least.  I had a front tooth pulled to make room for a new partial.  I broke my 13-year old partial two weeks before.  I am now trying to get used to the new "substance" of the partial.  It is very rigid until you put it in "warm" water before you insert it into your mouth.  Once you place it "gently"into your mouth, it is supposed to fit the form to the contour of you mouth. Everything is not always as it seems.  It cools; it is rigid again; it hurts.

Breaking my WONDERFUL I-pad was also a downer for the week.  I so appreciated that machine.  It was easy to use, comfortable in my hands, and such a tool that I had come to depend upon.  I text Tom and he said to send it to him to download the info.  He also indicated that maybe SANTA would bring me a new one.  That wasn't why I sent it to him.  I hate to impose on his expertise, but he is so good at what he does.  It's extremely convenient to have him to rely on in these technical times.

Thinking I had a really bad week, I was moaning about my situations, when I got a phone call from a close friend.I realized my week paled in comparison.  He has just been diagnosed with HIV.  How do you respond to that kind of news?  I hope I responded the way God would have wanted me to respond.  "What would Jesus do?" certainly applies.  I tried to sound supportive and not negative.  He had just come off of a "suspension" at work that should have had him fired.  I reminded him that God loves him and wants to provide for him, if he will let Him. He knows he has had people praying for him, even before this diagnosis.  He asked me to let one of my prayer partners know about his diagnosis.  He knows her and knows she prays for him.  

I know HIV diagnosis is not the immediate death sentence it used to be.  I also know the meds are necessary.  I know my friend is close to the level of diagnosis of full blown AIDS.  I know my heart hurts for him. God is still good.  God is still in control. Knowing those two things has kept me going for a long time. 

De ja vu

Spending the last few days with a friend in the two biggest parks brought back a lot of memories.  Not memories with her, for she is a new friend who was visiting from New York, but old friends.  MK has innumerable events that "POP" to mind.  We have a gadzillion even before being allowed to become a cast member, and probably another gadzillion during and after I retired.

EPCOT has another set of memories, especially around this time of year. FOOD AND WINE time offers many concert opportunities, plus mountainous amounts of delicious treats.  I have NEVER been able to eat my way around the countries.  Not even when Marshall and I strolled the pathways, with him finishing most of my samples, could I devour everything. He was truly one of a kind.  Nice looking, intelligent, knowledgeable and very patient with me. I miss him.  I'm sure Emily does even more.

I have spent today MOSTLY resting and trying to make up time spent away up to Ween.  She is very vindictive.  She was "bent out of shape" and wouldn't even acknowledge me when I would try to talk to her.  She was so upset, that she peed on my new duvet and several pillows on the bed.  I had to wash everything last night.  I was afraid it would stain.  I don't think I have been so mad in a very long time.  And, don't try to excuse it - She had just been outside to potty.  It was deliberate! I almost threw her in the sitting room and penned her in.  She was in time-out for about 10 minutes.  She did not like that; suddenly she got very friendly.

Charles will be home tomorrow.  He has been in Atlanta all week.  He is getting home just in time to spend his birthday, Sunday, with his friends.  I'm glad they are here.  Jennifer will be missed as she just had foot surgery and couldn't come, but everyone else will be here.

I remember when he was born - it was homecoming for Tom and he had to leave shortly after Charles was born.  He was so tiny and didn't grow much until he was about 14 or 15.  I am so blessed to have him.  Thank you Father for Charles. He is so awesome.

WOW

Time is passing so rapidly.  It is October already which means Charles birthday is very soon and Tom's is in December.  I don't think I'm ready for either.

Charles is headed to Atlanta and will be back just before his big day.  What can you get someone who can buy anything he wants?  I'm running out of ideas.

We didn't get to make the trip over the week-end because of tropical storm Karen.  I Really wanted to see Mary and Byron, and Charles wanted to go to New Orleans.  Our trip to Mayo Friday has also been cancelled.  The doctors cancelled, this time.  So, that's the way it is.  We make plans and they change. That's life.

Heidi and David are coming on Friday or Saturday.  It will be great to see them.  We're supposed to "cook out."  Or, something like that. We're always excited to have guests.

My friend Lucinda is coming while Charles is in Atlanta.  I'm sooo excited.  She is so great and we have "mucho" fun together.  Can hardly wait.

Time marches on and life is so daily.  I have to remember that.

Life Is So Daily

The time seems to fly by as the daily events happen.  I get up, shower, take my meds.  Go to the " doctor de jour;" come home, eat lunch, nap, wash clothes, or whatever other chore I need to do, fix dinner, digest food for an hour, and go to bed.  The only change is that I go to therapy on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and either go home exhausted, or go to a doctor and then go home and finish the routine.  Pretty boring!

My routine is usually broken only by the occasional repair person, door-to-door solicitor that ventures my way, or potty break for Ween. Today though, my routine was "readjusted" a bit by friends from Illinois Emily and her husband Mr. Ray.  They are dear and precious friends that I miss terribly since their "Misguided" move from Hudson.  I cannot imagine ever moving from Florida, especially back to the Tundra of the north regions.  Further south, maybe, but never back to cold and snow.  I pray God will never lead me there.

Bret and the family also came by for dinner.  He grilled out and it was great.  The sad part was Kinzie is leave to go for training to be a missionary.  WHWY, I think are the initials of the group.  It's an organization  that has training for youth to prepare them to go to different countries to help people learn a trade so they can provide for themselves and families.  She is perfect for the job.  She can do most anything around a "farm type" place and is genuinely talented in figuring out how to build something.  She has helped her dad since she was young and continues to look to God for guidance.  We will miss her so much. (We DID get a piece of fantastic chocolate cake.)

I also have something to look forward to - Charles is going to New Orleans and he is dropping me off for a couple days at Mary and Byron's to visit with them while he's gone.  Ween is going to visit Mock and  Aunt Lizzie while I'm gone.  She loves that.  So, all is well and not such a.daily grind of usual things.  I know I'm blessed.  I just need to remember to thank The Lord.

EDDIE

My sister says I need to update my blog.  I guess that's true, because it's been over a month.  Sometimes it's an extra "thing" to do along with ten dozen other "things" to do .  It gets pushed to the bottom of the TO DO list and just lays there.  It's not that I don't want to blog.  Sometimes it's just hard to dialogue my thoughts and feelings.  Sometimes, it would just be boring to anyone else.

In my ambition to open still-boxed items, trying to decide what to keep can be  cumbersome,  so many memories are contained within those boxes that I'm not sure what to discard and what to keep.  I am mindful of the fact that Charles will probably have to discard  any STUFF I have left when I leave this world, so I'm trying to make it easier on him.

I found a Mini novel I started some years ago.  I "laughingly" called it STUDENTS AND OTHER CRIMINALS I HAVE KNOWN.  It was funny to read and some day I may add to it.  It reminded me of some other students.

I truly believe that you can't have taught very long when some students facilitate the necessity to write about them.  It just seems that there are those who "stand out" in your memories.  One of those students was Eddie.  Good looking, charismatic, almost shy at times.  He reminded me of a rattlesnake - fascinating to watch but dangerous to most humans.  His "smooth tongue" and good looks had gotten him out of many incidents, even while he was in our school but I knew it was only a matter of time.  We developed a "rapport" of sorts and he would often come to me to talk.

Eddie didn't stand much of a chance of succeeding.  His mother was in and out of jail the year he was in my class.  His father was non existent, at best.  I wanted to help but my hands were tied.  There is only so much you can do especially when someone won't let you.

Out of  curiosity, I went into the prison system files that are on-line. Unfortunately, there was Eddie.  He is still fairly nice looking, even in a mug shot.  So sad. Such potential. The last record of parole was 2011.

It bothers me that he wasn't able to escape that life.  How COULD I have helped him? Is there anything I can do now? I just don't know.

THE DAY

It's Monday. No drs. No trips planned. Just today. Sometimes life goes too fast; sometimes it drags. Right now, today, it's slow. I guess I've gotten used to a fast pace and when it changes, I seem to miss it.

Friends David and Pat came over Sat night. I didn't feel well enough to go to dinner with them. Yesterday, friends Dwayne and Jennifer stopped by with their three children. Today, as far as I know, Mary Lou is the only person I know is stopping by.  She is my Home Health Care nurse. I have to have my PTINR checked. That is my clotting factor. Friday-5.7; Sat-3.5. So we'll see today. Between 2-3 is the best level.

UPDATES

Visiting the ER has become a "weird" occurrence lately.  I had to go again yesterday.  Symptoms-dizziness, pain from top of head, down behind my right ear, and into the neck area. Couldn't get any relief.  Called my home health care nurse, she advised getting it checked out.  After a new record of early release, (4 hrs) - CAT scan, X-ray, extreme blood work, and general exams= nothing wrong; May be abscessed tooth. I DID get a definitive - I DO HAVE A BRAIN. The Dr. wouldn't put it in writing, but made verbal commitment of the finding. Whew. I was always wondering. I'm sure some others also have asked.

I think Charles is afraid for me to stay by myself. He and Tom are searching for a babysitter. I wanted a good looking, eligible guy, but that was nixed. Charles will be gone for several days soon, and, well, it seems I need someone with me. The Dr. has released me to drive, but as long as I am on Home Health Care, I can't drive. They are releasing me on August 21st, so maybe I can resume a more NORMAL lifestyle.

Talked w Vicki tonight. She has a really bad cold. I don't know if they can do chemo or not. We'll see tomorrow.  Please pray for her. I'm trusting God to TOTALLY heal her.

Once again, it's a waiting game.  I hate to wait, be patient, or stand still. And, yet, God requires it.

Life In General

At times, I've had to step back and evaluate my life. Usually I hate doing it. Lately, I have been made to realize once again that when life seems on an even keel, we need to enjoy every second of every day because that "EVEN KEEL" can quickly change.

"The hurricanes" of life can be messy and require a lot of energy to keep up. My latest adventure at Hospital Land reminds me how mortal we can be.  Any locals immediately hear Cancer when Moffitt Hospital is mentioned. It is in Tampa and has a great reputation for the strides made in fighting all types of cancer.

At her latest checkup at Moffitt, Vicki's tests showed 8 tumors in her lungs. She just had a large tumor and kidney removed a few months ago.  She seemed to be cancer free.  And, here we go again. Her attitude is positive, and upbeat. She has to have 4 days of intense chemo - August 5-8; a week and half off and back for another bout.

As I cry out to God, I beg for mercy and favor on Vicki's behalf.  And, the WHY comes to mind. God, what are you thinking? No one on this earth deserves God's mercy more than Vicki. She has always been my hero. She is the first person to help when it's needed. She's a Godly, Christian woman of faith who has impacted so many lives. I can hardly bear this HEAVY news. She does not deserve this, in earthly understanding. I also know she believes God is still in control. Please pray God's will.

Life is so short.

WAHOO

Another good Dr. report today. PTINR 2.1; BP 130/67; oxygen 97. I have to wear a monitor in a few weeks; just another testing. I have another Dr. appt. next Tuesday. You would think with all the blood work done in the hospital, they wouldn't need any more blood. Ah, but not so! I have to have another set of blood tests.

REALLY! What do they do with all that blood they don't use? I've given up enough to start my own blood bank. I think it's a conspiracy!  It's being stored somewhere until they run out of fossil fuel. By then, someone will have discovered a way to harness blood. Amazing, isn't it!

I'm also devising a way to print new bumper stickers or t-shirts. "I support the AMA." Or, "It seemed like a good idea at the time." Does this t-shirt make me look fat? ". Who knows. I could be the next designer. What next? Designer plates?

REST

Once again, Ween and I have been given the assignment of holding down the bed. I, personally, have a PHD in bed holding, that's why I'm so good at it.

Good report from my dr yesterday. BP 134/70. PTINR 2.2 (anything between 2-3 is ok.) Oxygen 97% w/out oxygen all afternoon.  It had been dropping drastically w/o the tank, and it didn't yesterday. So, I'm hanging in there. Julie and Mary both are working on my food intake and watching everything.

Julie took me to dr yesterday. She also fixed lunch Chicken and quinoa (like rice only more nutritious).

Bed Rest

The joy of staying in bed, doing very little except eating, drinking and having people wait on you seems ideal. It might be. And, maybe if there was a beach outside, it might be MORE exciting. It's not all its cracked up to be.  I love my iPad, my cell phone, and TV, yet even that gets old quickly.  I have a drs appt on Thursday. MAYBE, just MAYBE he will release me to do more activities. I hope.

My friends Ruth and Jim are stopping by on their way to some meetings.  They are also bringing dinner.  I keep saying I have the best friends, and it's so true.  I can hardly wait to see them and have them see the new house.

Hollis decorations for the house are phenomenal. She has such a "God-given talent." She has made our house so livable and comfortable.  We could NEVER repay her. Again-friends are awesome. She's almost finished w my bedroom. She made a duvet cover, pillow shams and is finishing the  drapes.  So beautiful. I just love them. Can't wait to get everything in my room. 

Charles has decided to get a convertible couch for the guest room. That is Hollis next project. I can't wait to see what she comes up with for that room. 

I'm getting stronger every day. I hope to start walking some next week.  I am so blessed. God is good.

CLICK CLICK

Being home is unbelievable. I stood in my wonderful shower so long, Julie kept checking on me.  It took three washes to get my hair clean. And, I just stood there!

Diagnosis - Congestive Heart Failure w/complications of diverticulitis. We're now working on all the stuff those involve plus whatever else is happening. Oxygen delivered today.  Home health care here and starting on Friday. Dr tomorrow, follow up testing and adjustments, if any.

Ween came home today. She has hardly been out of "her" bed all day. She can't party like she used to. She was also glad to see her mommy. Mock is happy to be able to sleep by himself tonight.  ALL IS WELL.