FALL in Postcards 4

  • Sept. 25, 2019, 9:40 p.m.
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There they were. Three golden leaves to greet my eyes this morning. So unexpected. Just those on that one big tree. They gave me joy just by being there.

I had a very-not-ok day yesterday. A pain in my side kept me in agony most of the day, but I slept like a champ. Sitting up sleep means I don’t cough. My blood pressure is high, my sense of humor is pretty ok tho. G hovers and I am very grateful.

The regular RN comes in and says my O2 saturation level at 97 is really good for the second day in a row. Then the PT lady comes in, goes through an appallingly long list of exercises I have to do to retain myself, and tells me in the end that I am really excellent. Since today I am not in agony, I agree.
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  • Himself: He’s caught up.

  • Myself: Coughing vastly less

  • Photo: Mine.

  • Reading: Still Amish myseteries.

  • Gratitude’s: George and the Home care.


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