This is my love muffin, Kasia, as she appeared the other morning.
This is Kasia now, at 7:54pm. Our blinds are down , the volume on the television is way up, and Kasia and Momma are in for tonight. We don’t care for the fireworks and mosquitoes, and missing Zush, we will hunker down and , I am sure, Zushie’s spirit will be here with us. We watch the loudest thing possible and when the fireworks are over, we laugh at everyone in cars trying to get out of here and get home, That is the part worth the price of admission.
Don’t get me wrong. A beautiful display of fireworks is nice. I’ve seen a lot of them, and don’t need to see more. I sooner would stay with my fur girl, for Kasia “is” my firecracker.
I have been posting this blog for a heck of a long time now. If you have followed it with any regularity you know I put pictures of my girls up.
There’s my Sweetheart Zush.
I could get a ton of pictures, and few would come out with the two of them together without someone, more than likely Kasia, looking the other way, and well, if you have children you know the drill. Fur children can pretty much be the same.
Although I am still not really well, I got them out for their walks today, and I guess sometimes God blesses fur Moms.This is my new favorite shot of them both together and I am blessed to have caught it!
Just for me: kids listen sometime, I guess!
Tomorrow I turn, God willing, 57.
Not too cheesy, considering I was due to check out at 33 from my first cancer.I am fortunate to have Jim, who has stood by me through some hard times.
I am going to spend quality time and prayerful time remembering all in my life, regardless if they are are still with me or gone.It is sad that despite going through everything I have, regarding my cancer history, it still tends to be just another day as you get older.
Please keep prayers going for Zush, who is having paw issues and may have to get a vet visit in tomorrow.The best present I get is every day I wake up and put two feet on the floor and I have both my girls with me.I have been blessed with them in my life.
Today, I touched base with my orthopedic doctor and updated him with what’s going on with my leg.
Sitting my desk while I was on my phone,I saw my calendar and realized I’ve been laid up with this for almost three weeks.
Three weeks,two antibiotics…
The doctor told me he wanted me to come in tomorrow so he can actually see what is going on.I realized that I am going to get some peace of mind.Either I am going to have to get admitted and get some stronger antibiotics or I am going to another course of my current antibiotics.After all my cancers and other illnesses,I have always appreciated being healthy.Being over 55,I realize that you have to savor what you have and come back stronger to keep it.I have been laid low for a reason, and, in the end,I know the result is I’ll be back stronger than ever.I am trying to rest and get better,and at the same time,recharge my batteries.Granted there are times the girls and I look at each other, and I know they miss the norm I have established with them, especially since we have been down here full time.I know the first time that we get all out back walking together,it’ll be like we never stopped.
The bay will still be there.Things will be the same.In order to go on,though,there’s one important thing.
“I’ve got to get better.”
We all can’t wait!
It’s a beautiful day down here at Delaware Bay.I should qualify that by saying, I THINK it’s a beautiful day.
I can see out my front and back windows and it is a pretty day, but I haven’t been out of the perimeter of the house.You see, I woke up this morning and the red that was working to leave my knee?Well, it came back with a vengeance.I am waiting for the orthopedic doctor to call me back as I type this.
It is a pretty day. All my windows are open, no air-conditioning, and a good breeze is going through the house.The girls are in their usual positions, which is always a few feet from me.I had the inspired idea to call my buddy Denise, who was my maid of honor, and it was good to hear her voice.So with the exception of a warm, red knee,I am good.
Sorry for venting, but that is over.Things have got to be looking up!
I apologize to anyone who is a regular reader of my posts, but there is only one good reason behind it-the heat.
It seems that the struggle to get out and not have the fur girls or me melt for our quick walks, and then bring us back in to try to recharge,well,it wears one out.It really has wiped us all out, but then again, in this heat,who isn’t wiped out?
My personal theory is the weather will change when school starts and then rain will make recess disappear.
There is not enough coolness here to keep us happy**knocking wood that our air-conditioning is still new enough and working**.
I have some large cooked shrimp that I’m going to serve in a salad for dinner, but even as I write this, Kasia peeks behind the curtain to see if we are going out for the afternoon walk.I figure I’d type a little more of this and them try to cajole the girls into going for a brief walk.Zush doesn’t take much heat.She turns around after a while and looks at me as to say, “Can we go home, now?”As I am the type who talks to my fur-girls, I usually tell them it’s just a potty walk and we can go right back.
Far be it from me to go back on my word.
So unless we go someplace air-conditioned, the only way my fit bit zip will see 10,000 steps today is if we go walking in a larger store or something.
It’s too hot to even sweat over something like that.