Tard, once again. I did get more sleep last night, but sleep bought with alcohol pays a heavy price... it's almost the same as not sleeping. Can't seem to win either way, dammit. I was in the scan room today, and my heart and legs are worn out... I get to work with and for such good people (patients) but the price there is considerable too, both physically and emotionally. One piece of Really Good News! A lady that works in ultrasound has a sister who wants to sew, and I gave her all of Mom's sewing stuff... I'm sure that it'll get used lovingly, if the lady is anything like the sister that I work with. And I'm really happy to give the stuff away to someone who will actually use it. Really happy! I hate throwing stuff away, and Goodwill I went over after work and met the ultrasound lady and we loaded the stuff up and put it in her trunk, then I loaded up the truck... brought home the chest of drawers and several other items... I got the chest in, but I haven't got it down the stairs yet, still trying to figger an easy way to do that. And right after I do that, I'm going to go to bed.
pack in all the fun you can...
death is forever.
is only a small step abouve that, but better'n nothing, of course. They will be getting a lot of Mom's stuff too.
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