PIXELATED in Postcards 4
- May 25, 2021, 5:15 p.m.
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Slowly I figure out how to live with the cancer and the side effects from the drugs I take. Mornings are good. I can get a lot done in the mornings, slowly, but by one PM I have begun to fade. By dinner time, I have faded noticeably. I did manage to fix dinner last night, but my functional factor was below zero. G keeps reminding me that he only has one hand. Still he helped last night or there would have been no dinner.
Today we are celebrating. “We could eat out I suggested.”
“Where would you like to eat,” he replied while reminding me that he couldn’t manhandle my scooter out of the trunk one handed.
“Italian,” I said. Salad, ravioli, desert too. Why not.
- Himself: Doing better every day.
- Myself: Pixelated. Celebration 37 years sober.
- Reading: Hillerman.
- Watching: KPBS: Antiques Roadshow, two episodes.
- Photo: From the 2012 Comicon. Pixelated.
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Gratitude’s: For the mornings.
Last updated May 25, 2021
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Zipster ⋅ May 25, 2021
I love that your sense of humor is still firmly intact. You could order in.
Narrator ⋅ May 25, 2021
Sometimes, dessert too is lovely. :)
Jinn ⋅ May 25, 2021
We are eating out tonight . Well actually it’s just pizza . I will make salad. I need to shop. Afternoons are my best time . Mornings and evenings I am useless :-(
You and George manage very well .
Marg ⋅ May 28, 2021
Your mornings are my afternoons - I’m grateful for them too :)
NorthernSeeker ⋅ May 30, 2021
I'm basically a zot by 5 pm so I know how that afternoon fade feels. Do you ever order take out? I like the pixelated head.