Got home about 6:30 last night and so far not feeling too bad. My friend, Mo, brought me home and stayed a bit and my daughter and her baby were also at the house. Alyssa stayed the night and Mo will come and stay later. Am trying to not do too much, lifting and bending which is kind of hard for everyday items but I am listening to them. Don’t really have any pain, feels more like a side stitch, will see how long that lasts😝😝.
Anyway, thank you so much for all your good thoughts, prayers, etc.
This has brought up deja vu and other thoughts about Jeff and how he should have been here but he isn’t and he knows nothing . I do have thoughts that if I get bad news and only have a period of time to live, I will write him a note only for my kids to send it after I am gone. The note will say that while I died because of whatever, it is really because of a broken heart. I know morbid thoughts. I hoped he would get a serious illness and have to undergo treatment and here it was me, careful what you wish for.
Ah well, I am very thankful for my kids, my friends irl and of course you, my fellow diariests. You are always encouraging to me. Again many, many thanks!