The missing wallet was at home – never got picket up ehen I rolled out to the ambulance. Terry found it and brought it and my billfold to.me today. What a relief! Thanks, TC!Random old photo Andy. No.idea when iI get out of here, the beginning five weeks of radiation trratment….Missing my kitty….The stir fry was good but much. I hate wasting food, but the servings her are huge.Another one.
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Andy stopped by when I got close to the refrigerator. “Greenies?” (His generic term for edibles….)“No? You put some out around the corner?”“You sure?”
As sure as rain, Andy!
He
Decided the front door has more prespects.
“A bird!”Yes,that caught his attention. So predictable.In wait….
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Where are the Greenies?There? No.Not here, either.On the floor? Nope… well, old ones I won’t touch….I’m waiting, Doug!“Patience, kitty boy!”“Here you go!”Nom! Nom!
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Andy and I are fine. I’ve just been overwhelmed with appointments… and exhaustion.Andy wants his Greenies.I want a little relief from appointments!That’s right, Andrew! Get your pleasures whenever you find a spare moment.“More Greenies, please.”
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Andy’s asleep on the little table he claims that I bought to put a CD player on. I may just order a second one!I don’t feel like washing clothes, but can’t wear the same clothes indefinitely! Oh well, the machine does the hard part. Andy didn’t grow a half-fu-manchu mustache. He is working front to back to remove his winter coat. He tried to eat this hair but gave up. I pulled it off the poor kitty’s face when I got the chance.That brownish-light- colored puff of hair on his back is where he’s pulling the sheddable hair off. If he’d let me brush him more, we could get the job done faster! I think, though, he’s going to have gigantic bald spots until his hair grows back. Jeez!Today’s the day I order oxygen supplies and groceries to be delivered. That leaves me a few shreddable pieces of paper. I have an office sized shredder, so that doesn’t take long. I bought it years ago when I was still working. It handles huge stacks at a time, cross cuts, and is especially appreciated over the one I had before. Thar one was good for one or two sheets at a time.
Multi-colored kitty cat. Andy is more than black.
He’s working on this side today. Poor kitty. He looks so ragged these days.
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This is what Andy was doing when I got home.…but not for long! Kitty food time!Bret took me to my oncologist’s appointment. Afterwards, we ate huge Mexican meals at Rosita’s in Scottsbluff. The blended lime margarita I had was very alcoholic, so I’m glad I wasn’t driving. Bret had a safer lemonade.Barb and Dr. Tzan. Barb guides patients through the complexities of breast cancer, and is very good at it. Dr. Tzan is the oncologist. She explained options I had coming…radiation or lower-strength pills because I’m a dialysis patient, too. Both ladies are lots of fun while doing a serious job. I appreciate that!I can be serious for a moment.
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It may be flat around Alliance, but, man, the skies!!Whew!
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Eventually, Andy opened his eyes for a moment.Mostly, he shifted a bit on the wheelchair seat.I, of course, documented it.Side view?Had to do it!He didn’t wake up. Dreams of “mommy time?”That would be sweet!He almost woke up.
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We woke up a bit out-of-focus……but slowly got it together.Well, very slowly!After taking a food and water break……we fel5 tired and ready for a nap.I washed clothes, though the nap sounded good. And baked lemon bars.
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Lunchtime, Andy!
I try to wake him gently. He’s really snoozing!Laughing at his wake-up looks! LOL!
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Time to change.
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The best part of home again after dialysis is I get to be with my kitty!He’s usually napping, of course.So…..I wake him up……with some of….…his……favorite……”scritches.”Yeah. And a few head pats to top it off.
Now, time for kitty food!
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The front dining room window is Andy’s favorite for birding.Early mornings, they congregate on the power lines.Then then flock down to the l a bne and grass where Andy gets a better view.Up again to the power lines!Down again closer in on the grass.Andy is most entertained!
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