In my own habitat, again!

Cancer

I was tired of writing “home again,” so there. I have ensconced myself in the TV room, so Buck can have some downtime from being a caregiver. Also, I can run the TV any time I want to! This is very important for any convalescence.

I’d insisted on two extra days at the hospital, and I’m so very glad that I did. I am more capable around the house (well, the part of the house that I can get around). And I simply feel better because of the added strength.

On the other hand, I have to manage to figure out how to get back into the rhythm of my own life. This includes trying to remember where I was and what I was doing before the diagnosis. I remember, but it’s like remembering a story you heard a long time abo about someone completely different.

The Author

I read and I write and I think. I survive.

5 Comments

  1. Welcome Home!

    Since you are watching TV now, I have a question for you. Have you noticed how Dr. Phil is slowly morphing into Jerry Springer?

    Hugs !

    Ruben

  2. Patti says

    Hey, Shirl, I may make you read that sucker! 😉

    And no, Ruben, those of us who have had Jerry Springer as our mayor don’t have to notice anything about him 😛

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