Thursday Noon

It came to me this morning.  I have been living like a senior for the last three weeks.  I say this because I’m surrounded by people who are 80+ years old and here I am just “a kid”.  It’s been one helluva an eye opening experience for me to witness and feel first hand how they are treated.  I can’t say that I look forward to that time of my life when I pretty well surrender my independence for comfort and caring.  I’m not going to be a good resident when my time comes.

Meanwhile back at the ranch …

I took the compression sleeves off this morning and my left arm is just soaking in lotion.  I have some pretty good bruising to remind me of what happened.  I go home on Tuesday (touch wood).  All will be good then.  It will feel good to once again sit at my table, drinking coffee and watch my birds.