Bleary eyed, I came out of my room with two cat dishes, my phone, and a developing buzz. Mom greeted me with “there’s something big and maybe a spider near your chair, I could see it without my glasses”. That’s how my morning’s been. How’s shit with y’all?
Mom had a doctor’s appointment with the pain clinic yesterday. Her appointment was for 3pm. We arrived five minutes early and finally got into the office about 45 minutes later. The nurse practitioner asked some questions about the other appointments Mom had this week. Then she poked Mom’s lower back and said she’d send over the usual script.
Aside from the appointment, yesterday was a rather lazy day for me.
I brought Chaucer outside and let him roll around on the warm concrete patio. Mom made another quiche for dinner. I made a steak sandwich and fries for myself.
Today could be a productive one, depending on the weather. Mom asked if I knew how to use a weed whacker. “Keep your hands and feet out of the business end of the thing” was at least an adequate enough answer to make me weed whacker certified in her eyes. I believe the weather is supposed to be good, and any isolated thunderstorms should be gone by the time I put on clothes.
With that much information, you’re a certified trainer! Stick em with the pointy end!
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