As I posted to Facebook this morning,
apparently I proofread in my sleep. I had written yesterday's entry
and called it "Exultation of Larks." As I woke up this morning I
realized it was exAltation, not exUltation, so changed that
first thing. Color me embarrassed...I know better!
It was COLD when we woke up this morning.
But the yard was beautiful.
And I found a little bird on the bush right
outside the door.
Today was kind of a housekeeping day, not the
dust-wash-organize kind of housekeeping, but the kind of housekeeping you do
when you have cancer and are expecting things to happen, or need help doing
other things.
Kris and Tom came by with the groceries Peach
ordered. We were running out of bottled water, dishwashing detergent,
Tide pods, and dog treats. Each in its own way vital for keeping this
house running.
Kris measured Peach's head for future
cancer-baldness
And the two of them went through the "tlc"
catalog to see which hats, scarves and wigs might work best.
Tom, the meantime, helped Bob take a bath,
since they have reached the end of their insurance-covered bather and Peach
is not able to help him right now. No, I did not take a picture of the
bath, but did snap this one afterwards.
Kris helped him brush his hair.
Tom also found out that when they fixed the
closet door, they only fixed one door and I apparently knocked two
out of alignment (I do not do things by halves), so he got that fixed for
us.
Compared to the last several days, Peach is
doing great today. She got dressed for the first time in 3 days, was
able to take a little food and keep it (for the most part) -- she's
lost nearly 20 lbs since this started. A rotten way to diet.
She's still exhausted but stayed up today longer than she has in days, due
to Kris and Tom being here.
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