I feel very special.
Jeri tells me I need to get something other than “butt butt” written. So here is how things are going. I’m
Ned is doing such a great job taking care of me. If he were not here I would not be able to stay in the house. I am so grateful for all he’s doing.
Monday I will turn 82. How did I get so old? Walt will be 85 at the end of the month.
Jeri and I have a long distance book club going and have read and discussed several books. It’s fun having someone to talk books with.
I put on pants today. I had developed bed sores from sitting in my recliner for weeks and Ned decided that in addition to the ointment he was using I should keep my pants off. Everybody in the house has been seeing my bare butt for days. (And it’s helping, fortunately). But I wanted to work in my office so I had to actually put pants on.
I actually worked for an hour and a half before my butt hurt so much I had to quit but I did get some stuff done, including sending letters to each of my 15 Compassion kids ( thanks to their email system which allows me to copy letters to other kids). I didn’t get any real letters written (which I hoped to do ) but I did spend 30 minutes longer than I have done in the last month.
But now my butt hurts again and I guess it’s time to bare my butt again.
Ned and Marta have gone off for several days and my caregivers are Jeri and Phil.
What a fabulous 82nd birthday . It started with Marta going downtown to get fresh bagels for breakfast. I had nice chats with Jeri and To...
