Sunday, February 4
It’s Saturday morning. I’m having decaf coffee. Shortly I’ll get dressed and take Bitzi for a walk. Around 9 Mike and I are driving down to Utica to meet my sister and brother-in-law for brunch. I haven’t seen them for a while so it will be good to catch up. My brother-in- law has been doing home dialysis for a couple months. He’s on the list for a kidney transplant. My niece has been going through the testing to get approved to donate one of her kidneys but it’s a long process.
Friday, January 26
I’m alone in the living room on the couch with a blanket and Bitzi, my dog, on my lap. I still have my pajamas and wool socks on. I’m waiting about 20 minutes more before I make my coffee. I’m supposed to wait an hour after taking my thyroid pill before having anything except water. My thyroid needs all the help it can get so I try to take my pill as directed.
One of the guys I was in band, chorus and swing choir with in high school died suddenly 2 days ago. I hadn’t seen him in years and years but had kept up on his life through Facebook and other friends. What a sweet, kind, faithful, talented guy. I’m so sorry to hear the sad news, sorry for his family and close friends. It makes me think about life and how in an instant your life can be over. We just spent months dealing with Mike’s mom’s physical and cognitive decline. The last 2 weeks were just awful and ever since December 4 when she died all the aftermath stuff of the services, going through all her stuff and bills, etc….. We’re still doing it and taking care of things. And now we’ve entered the gloomy overcast bucket of suck season so that all adds to my gloom and despair.😩