Things are Moving Well

Things are moving along well. Dr. called and I am to hear from the hospital tomorrow to schedule the MRI and set about learning and fixing my legs. Gosh, all my others woes seem so small compared to not being able to walk, sit or stand and can only lay in one crooked, pillowed position. I can work through the painful hands and work starving to spare my stomach at work. But I can't work like this.
I miss the crazy people, the elderly I love so much, the valium zoned moms whose oldest kids do all the work, the drunks, the sweethearts. the young men who are still gentlemen, the wicked coupon scammers that we nearly always catch. The mean man who has given me two paper cuts and the high falootin' dame who has given me 4 paper cuts as she rips the receipt from my hand. Hah! The last time I stopped her and showed her the slice between my thumb and index finger. I whispered kindly that I respect she is in a rush but she is causing me pain and unless she has a supply of band aids for me I'd appreciate a tiny slowdown in accepting the receipt.  It think I made mental contact.

This afternoon, Bella brought in yet another mouse and deposited it in Melanie's room but this time her husband found it and removed it before she knew about it. Luckily, she was at work. This is now mouse in house time of year so we are getting supplies tomorrow.

Tomorrow I also meet a dear high school friend, David Mark, whom I lent 3 of my favorites tapes of a few of my talk radio shows back from the late 1990's. We are meeting for lunch to get them and to talk politics and reminisce for a while. I was nuts about his best friend in high school and he was nuts about my best friend.  It will be great to see him. He is the one who owns 2 sailboats at the Great Salt Lake and took my sailing twice. Of course, last September we nearly capsized after being caught in a sudden squall. In fact, on face book, my profile picture of my on a boat was no more than 5 minutes after the terror. We still had a ways to go to get back to the Marina but then I knew I'd survived.

Halloween Prep

Today was such a good day I hate to see it ends in just over an hour. I stayed in bed quite late watching Sunday morning political shows and resting the legs. It was heaven. I kept movement to a minimum all day with the grand kids coming in and out of my room with laughter and things to show and tell. The sun was bright, temperature was my favorite fall degrees. Bob and Melanie set up some really cool Halloween decorations in the front yard that will please the trick or treaters. I was able to get out and help put out shrunken heads and grotesque witches in the trees.

Everything felt good. There was joy and love and laughter the entire day.