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Of course, god did not make an appearance....

Karen was having hallucinations the night before, but her hallucinations were of cats. And I told her, well, this could solve our cat problems... you keep the hallucinatory ones, since they don't need feeding or litter boxes, and I'll gte rid of the rather mundane ones that live with us.

She was not willing to go along with this, of course... but hey, I thought it was logical....

I arrived at 08:00 with the usual McD sandwiches, and Lacee and Kim got there a little later, and then a little later Chuck and Judy came in.

They had to drive to KCI for a 13:00 flight, so they had to leave about 10:30 or so. I took a few pictures of them with their camera, I hope that Chuck can figger out how to send them to me.

Today's picture of Karen was taken in 1990 or so, she was a beautiful woman then and she's a beautiful woman now, through and through.

There was a tearful goodby from Chuck... he might not see his sister again, and I can imagine how he feels... I will get to have her for at least a few more weeks, and hopefully a few more months.

After they left, Kim and Lacee stayed and I came home... lots of chores left from last night, when I was so full of ambition... and no energy.

So I decided that I should go to bed, and then I couldn't go to sleep, it was past 23:00 when I last looked at the clock... I could have been up doing the things that I was worrying about doing, dammit.

So I've got my work cut out for me today, I think. I've been cleaning out the spare bedroom, and I'm realizing that there is no way that the queen-sized bed can stay in there with everything else that needs to be in there too.

So I need to call the social worker and make that arrangement too....

Left a voice mail with the social worker and cleaned the bathroom, and found cat shit in an unexpected place.

I don't know why, but cleaning up human feces doesn't bother me nearly as much as cat feces does....

Or maybe I do know why... I like most people more than I like most cats; and the one that defecates and urinates in inappropriate places is most definitely not my favorite cat... the archives will explain the reasons for this, if you have the stomach for it.

Karen didn't seem to be doing too well this morning, I think that the last two days have wrung her out. She was having trouble finding words, and slurring the words a little bit.

The doctor was in, though, and she thought that everything was OK for her to go home.

More later....

19:36...
Got a whole lot done this afternoon... got the O₂generator delivered, and the hospital bed, and a wheelchair... I had to take down the queen-sized bed in a hurry, I was just getting ready to assemble it when they called and said that they'd be here in fifteen minutes.

Karen had given Jan and John two tables that her dad had made, an end table and a coffee table, and I had gotten them cleaned up and out of the room before I moved the bed out, and John picked them up... two fewer pieces of furniture to worry about.

Right after I got it disassembled and moved out of the room, Kim and Patrick showed up, ready to go to work... and I took advantage of them.

So we got the living room re-arranged (I'm sure that it will need further arranging once Karen sees it) and the floor vacuumed and her bedroom all set up.

They didn't furnish linins for the bed, though, so I stopped at dollar general and bought a set of sheets on the way back to see Karen.

I didn't stay very long, she was really tired. Kim had told me that she ate a pretty good lunch, and Karen told me that she'd eaten a pretty good supper, and she couldn't hardly keep her eyes open.

I'd called Andy, and he had some coaxial cable that I could use to hook up the TV in Karen's room... I haven't gotten around to doing that yet, though.

And I need to tell the tale of the tables that Karen gave away... about 50 years ago, there was a large walnut tree that blew down in Charlies' back yard. He had it milled and he built thing out of it... for 40 years. Picture frames, whatnots, chairs, tables, desk sets, candle holders, letter openers... and there was still a lot of good wood left, which Ric (Debbies' hubby) got, and is putting to good use.

OK, back to now....

Now my ass is completely draggin'. I still have to bring up an end table from downstairs to serve as a bedside table for Karen and finish making her bed, and hook up her TV.

And then I will get a good night's sleep, probably the last one that I can expect for a while... I will be sleeping on the couch in the living room, about ten feet from Karen.