Tell me the date today.
It’s hard keeping track. If I don’t read the date on my breakfast menu each morning I’m in trouble. I try to keep up with the news but there’s only so much Trump shit I can stand.
We’re all victims of our environment.
I do get tired, though I don’t do much. My body is not very co-operative. This morning I wanted to take my walker and get some exercise in the halls but I’m not supposed to go without a companion (aka staff). I was told I couldn’t go because I’m getting physio this afternoon. Didn’t know that. They know more than I do.
So I’ll wait, and then I’ll be tired.
Okay.
replying to your commnt. Pat ; copied from my correspondence—”Betty Jane Wylie3:33 PM (0 minutes ago)
‘Thank you, that means a lot. Pat, you write good blogs,not just comments. Thank you for your encouragement. No prognosis. I'm just here...forever? Bless,Bettyja