I awoke today feeling every one of my bumps and bruises—PLUS stiffness in my joints. Mom has some great pain pills in her medicine cabinet, so my world’s delightful at the moment.
Won’t be writing much today, if at all. I’m driving with mom and dad to Little Rock where he’s going to have his tubes checked out—the ones running into his heart. Poor thing hasn’t been feeling himself for months but he’s not happy that he might be facing bypass surgery (worst case) or stints (stents?). So, I’ll be hanging at the hospital with a notebook in hand. Sis is driving down from North Arkansas to be with us.
I made good progress this week despite yesterday’s little drama. I’m on chapter four of STONE’S EMBRACE and chapter two of a sexy little side project I decided to write to keep me sane while I work on the paranormal. Both are very raw, but the bones are there. I should have them complete by the end of the month.
Have a nice day and don’t stand behind any moving vehicles!
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Hi Delilah!
I just wanted to send you a quick note..My grandma had to have some stints put in about 7 years ago and just this past February had to have one of them replaced. She feels so much better afterward and it’s not invasive at all.
Tell you dad Good luck! 🙂
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Rachie!
Thanks for the reassurance. We’re waiting in the hospital waiting room now. Later!
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OMG woman! I’m so glad you’re alive, and actually I’m glad you sore, because that means your alive!
Yes, I know, just a little hit you said, but you flew! (What was that like BTW?) *grin*
Take care of yourself!!
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Hay DD hope you will feel better soon. Maybe it helps knowing that I one the other side of the world am feeling more or less like you do. Maybe we will mend at the same time 😀
Hope your dad’s check up will go smooth. Take care of you
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I’m sorry to hear you’re so sore today, but it is nice that you have something to take for it. I hope things go well with your dad.
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I hope the checkup went well.
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Sasha! Thanks for stopping by to say hi. It was a little bump, TG, but even a little one from a ton of metal leaves a nasty bruise or two (or three, four…), but I’m not counting.
Rasha! It’s strangely comforting to have someone to whine with. 😆
Not so well after all. But we aren’t going to dwell on what we can’t change. We’ll adjust. Hope your visit from hubby is memorable!!