Hello Sunshine
the woods are always darkest in the middle
6:30 am
It’s foggy this morning. I love the fog when I don’t have to drive it. Looking out the big glass doors it makes the world mysterious again.
Like we’re being transported between realties.
Right now, I need to get transported to sleep. I stayed up all night watching her and writing.
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9:30am
Sleep
Accomplished.
Someone wants breakfast!!
That’s a great sign. I’ll keep my hand bowl ready, just in case.
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1:15pm
Rebounding well. Blood sugar is dropping and likely a component of the UTI + Antibiotics + not taking metformin.
This is like walking a tightrope.
This woman, who causes me so much frustration and emotion... she's the love of my life. Even though she can't meet certain needs—and likely never will unless her psychology changes drastically—she has my heart. The thought of something happening to her is overwhelming.
The silver lining here, will likely be that I realize she needs a routine. As artists, we've always eschewed that idea. But I think as she enters the third phase of life, it's the only thing that will keep her going strong and enjoying every day.
This morning about 2:30, we were sitting in the front yard, just for some fresh air and I noticed my neighbor was leaned against his truck getting sick. I wondered if maybe this was a stomach flu being passed around.
I texted them today just to say, hope you are okay (he went in a few moments after we came out last night) and it turned out he had too much to drink. But his wife, a nurse, said there IS a stomach flu passing around.
For us, it may have been that, but today she's back on solid food and other than feeling weak, no issues.
Okay, time to put on my dungarees and go mow the lawn. It's turning into a jungle.
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Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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