My PT person came after I got home and we did the drill with the ultrasound and vitals. Plus we learned a bit more about each other as it happens with a therapist who really cares. I prefer the social kind and he's even been feeding my dogs his leftover breakfast. When I left Ellie followed me and evidently got lost in the wheat. I made a phone call and drove down Samaria Bend Road but no Ellie. We were in the middle of treatment when she came in the back door soaking wet. And she gobbled up the scraps that Oscar turned his nose up at.
I feel spiritually alive again. I've talked with several random friends today and each one of them is a tribe member. Linda Sue is mailing me some more masks because you know it ain't over 'til the fat lady sings.
Y'all stay safe and happy. Focus on the positive and pray for those who are sleeping in the rain ^j^
Keep the faith
ReplyDeleteThank you for being an inspiration Janie
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