It has rained here lately and one day when it drizzled a bit, I took Faith and the walker Jeanne got for me from the Senior Center for a short walk.
Faith had to thoroughly investigate the walker before it met with her approval.
Rain is healing and wonderful when you live in a place where you don't get much of it.
I doubt we will get enough for the wild animals to return, but at least my trees must have enjoyed both the drizzle and the downpour that came later.
I saw the surgeon on Wednesday. Dr. Gordon came in and got out of the exam room really fast. I had no questions, except about the drain and when it may come out. The amount that drains must be at a lower level than it is now. It's going down every day, I'm just not sure how long it will take to reach an acceptable level. But it's no big deal for me, as long as it keeps going in the right direction.
Other than that, I feel good for the most part. I've felt down and sad too, which I think must be normal, but I haven't dwelled there for long.
I'm actually living in gratitude, so much kindness and help has come to me. Jeanne has been wonderful, always there for me, helping me, supporting me in every way.
Solange and Joyce's mom, Irma, came over on Sunday, and before I knew it, there was Solange with my vacuum cleaner, vacuuming my entire house for me.
And they also brought homemade soup and fruits.
So with good friends and much support, I'm really doing well.