I haven’t posted to this blog in about five days—an unconscionable time for me. There was no one major event that kept from it, but I’ve had a couple of difficult days and suffered a setback in my recovery—though I always want to ask “recovery from what?” My hallucinations are back in mild form; I fell out of bed, though I insist I slid out, a deliberate act to kee; from falling; I spent Sunday morning sitting on the bed trying to decide what t doo next. Jordan was headed to Dallas and didn’t want t o leave me alone, so Jamie came to spend the day and pamper me—he washed my hair, finished the soup I was cooking, straightened the house, and served dinner to my guests.
Things escalated, and Colin arrived to take over as caretaker. He’s here through the week, so that’s why I’m not planning on blogging.
Let me assure you I’m just fine,and we will be in the doctor’s office tomorrow afternoon, checking out my health. Clearly I have lost strength, and have to work the kinks out of my leg muscles and regain flexibility and strength. But I can do that with work, and I will do it. Codlin says right now I cannot live alone and he’s right. My goal is to make it by the end of the week. And then I’ll be back to blogging.
Thanks for understanding and waiting till I get back.