Just Sam and I

Just Samantha and I are up right now. Lou is sleeping still.  This never happens. He is always up before me.  I plan to bring him a cup of coffee in bed very soon. It's an opportunity not to be missed.

Yesterday was a loooong day.  I woke up at 5:00AM, was up for a bit, power napped till 10:00AM, and then I amazingly stayed up for most of the day and sort of puttered around the house.  At one point I took Sam for a slow walk around the short loop and ran into three sets of neighbors.

I was still having trouble focusing enough to read fiction, but I did watch some TV.

Tonight Tom and Gerry deliver a meatloaf dinner. There is an entire schedule for neighbors to make us dinner every other night.  It is awesome!  I couldn't believe it!  I am a little foggy but I think it was all Pat's doing, going from door to door.  I couldn't cook anything this week.  Lou couldn't have cooked, what with trying to work and keep on eye on me.  The first night, Peg delivered a ham dinner, and there was some heated debate as we attempted to determine fair distribution of the roasted potatoes.

At some point yesterday, I dropped a small container of water that I use to fill the steam iron. When I soaked up the spill with towels, I missed a big puddle on the hardwood floor between the guest bath and my office where I iron.  So the next time Lou checked on me, he stepped in the puddle. "What's this?"  As I explained, I knew we were both thinking about how the doctors told him to watch for sudden clumsiness as a symptom of the neurologic toxemia... But I am fine.  Nothing else dropped.  No more up-side-down helicopters for me. 

I feel pretty good right now.  I am going to log on to work and look at email, see if I can put in some time today.