I am in here.
Keeping in touch — through the blog. Whether or not this gets read is secondary to me. I am beginning to realize that my worst days happen when I am too much in my own head. I worry about no-things. I fear I will never be able to eat again (tube feedings are still a … Continue reading Touch
I hope you all had a lovely weekend and Monday. I myself spent that time period back in the hospital. Please, no gasps of horror! I’d had Buck go to the grocery store last week and get some of those salads that they always have back in the deli case somewhere: tuna, chicken, egg salad. … Continue reading hump day
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 … Continue reading In my own habitat, again!
I’m sort of back. I look like a piece of road-kill, with about 3 (big) incisions and a few minor ones. The doctors say that I look like a very good piece of road-kill, except I have to start eating more. I never did eat much, as Ruben can agree with, and now my tummy … Continue reading Hi, Guys!
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