Here’s Nurse Kasia.
Nurse ,you say.
Yes….since yesterday afternoon, when I walked 4 houses down the street, going up to thank someone being nice and giving me a pleasant surprise. So I walked up 3 of 4 stairs with no railing. When I stepped on the 3rd step with my left foot, my ankle twisted. Fortunately , Jim was near-by.
I went to urgent care, and was diagnosed with a bad sprain… until 5:45pm. The Physician’s Assistant called me to inform me that the doctor at the hospital read my x-ray and I have an avulsion fracture in my left foot.
No anti- inflammatories, no booze… just a girl, her boot and some ice and Tylenol.
You probably think the weather here is nice….
Sure, if you like humidity at the major urban congested city level.
My hydrangea is hanging in by a wing and a prayer. Some of the other flowers look as if they need a trip to ICU.We had two nice nights of comfortable sleeping. Now, as of 4:45pm, the humidity could be a zillion, for all Kasia and I care.
Come on October!
…that’s me and Kasia, that is. Idiots with fireworks are still at it. It should be illegal, as it’s so dry here and it only takes one spark
So in honor of the holiday we’re watching James Cagney in Yankee Doodle on Turner Classic Movies.Have a wonderful holiday weekend!
My girl left me for heaven one year ago today.
She sent me a gift from heaven to mark the occasion.
If you peer through the window, you will see “LB”, or Little Birdie. It is a fledgling blue jay who somehow has ended up on our porch. He came into our lives Sunday and has been in various positions on the porch bench. The shot above is Kasia checking in with her baby brother…lol.
The mother and father, I assume, have their nest in the front of our house.They have been back on numerous occasions during the day to check on LB and I have seen the Mom feed LB a worm or two.
I know, eventually, as all “kids” do, LB will leave the nest. Until then, thanks, Zush, for sending a little heart saver to us.
I know that although my heart is heavy, I love both my girls, and always will.
They ALWAYS hung together, except at the vet- not Kasia’s favorite spot. This is one of my favorite pictures I took out back with them. My Zush was always willing to humor me for a picture; Kas, not so much.
This was the best pseudo-selfie of Kasia and me. This shot I took when I first was attempting selfies.
This is one of my favorite Zush shots: I took it in my back yard. We were coming back from a good walk.
And baby Zush, 6 months old, on the day we became her pack.💜🐕😘
Both gals hanging out at our neighbor’s yard, working on treats.
So there you are. My heartache tempered by some memories close to my heart.
For the past three hundred and sixty-two days, I have been making strides with Kasia, who Jim and I refer to as the queen. She knows she has the rule of the house.
Yet my heart sinks daily as the memory of my Zushie is never far out of my mind. Three hundred and sixty-two sunrises and sunsets that I haven’t had her here with me. Fireworks throughout the year that I haven’t had to worry about calming her down.
I have some comfort that she is with my Mom, but it is still so hard.
I don’t even take Kasia down to the bay, as she doesn’t love it quite the way Zush did. I find it quite ironic that we moved down here because she could go and swim her hearts’ content in the bay, and now she is gone.
So please forgive me if I am not quite myself the next few days.
My heart hurts.
Today after work, I did the wash and did the switch over. Good bye to polar fleece sheets, hello to the cotton ones.
I walk around and look at Kasia’s face and know she is wondering when Momma will be around for a while. It seems that she’d like to be in air-conditioning because that means Mom would be home.
She loves to be upside down when I give her a belly rub after our walk, and school cuts into that time. She isn’t pleased.
Then, as I switched the sheets for the season, I remembered the last time that I did this Zush- girl was still here.
I know things change, times change, but for just some more time with my girls I’d have such a full heart and one not so heavy.