Saturday, and the weather can’t make up its mind. As I sit before Mom’s kitchen window, I watch the sky turn from overcast to cloudless blue to overcast once again. By afternoon, the clouds usually clear out, but since we are not going out today, what the weather affects is our moods. Ah, well, nothing new to anyone, I’m sure.
I have a long list of gratitudes today, and the one at the top is Mom’s continuing recovery from Total Knee Replacement surgery. Her incision looks great, no infection or other problems; the swelling in her leg is starting to relent a little; she is bored out of her skull, and she’s considering calling the doc and telling him she’s going back to work half-days. We are getting along very well, laughing our butts off, Marveling the same way about the stupidity of politics, and generally enjoying each other’s company. I believe we achieve this harmony because we both know I’m not here forever. Makes me very happy.
I am still awaiting the results of my lab from the nephrologist — I grow impatient. I will look for a ride home today to check my mailbox. At this point, while I am not worried, (as I feel fine and my nephrologist was happy,) I want to know where my numbers are in relation to feeling this good. I have a feeling that, even if they have risen, my belief that kidney disease will not be a problem is working. I am thankful for the overall state of my physical self.
My mental and emotional and spiritual selves are also right in line. I can’t say too many times how good that feels after my past experiences. Mom and I are on close-to-the-same page on spirituality, and we encourage each other to keep our souls well-fed and happy.
I am in kitty-heaven! Mom’s two big orange males, Barney and Theo, are lovers to the max, and will strop my legs, even if they don’t always sit in my lap. They love me for my fingernails; I always knew I linked up easily with cats, and I am so very grateful to have this time with them.
I estimate Mom’s house to be at least six times bigger than my apartment — I am walking around a lot, and climbing stairs up and down at least a couple of times a day. I need to walk in a straight line, but Mom lives halfway down a steep hill, and I am not there, stamina-wise, yet.
I am proud of our president, and those Members of Congress who refuse to cave-in to the Tea-Party Hostage-takers. Let the extremists — and that’s what fanatic kidnappers are — spout all they want about no one talking to them. President Obama, and anyone who can think, realizes that this is an attempt to get around a voted, signed, and vetted law by pushing other important legislation off the rails. The next Tea Party member who postulates about Muslim terrorists needs to look very hard at himself and the people with whom he/she associates — their terrorism is economic in nature, but no less manipulative and loathsome.
Finally, my family, their families, and my friends online and off-, I hope you are well and healthy and enjoying the spring/autumn season. I am very grateful for each and every one of you. You each give me strength. I am a very lucky woman.
P.S. I just learned that my tablet email is malfunctioning, so if I owe you an email, please bear with me. I am starting to despise the whole Android system!