Breathing is really important. I’ve known that for a while. Ever since I started fainting when I couldn’t get enough air fast enough. It doesn’t really bother me though. I just pick myself up again and keep on breathing. Jane panics whenever that happens to me. She falls down next to me and starts crying. Even…
Jane went to another one of her thinking things yesterday. She says it’s not so much a thinking thing as a being present and meditating thing. “Kind of like a staying in bed in the morning drinking coffee thing?” I asked. “I wish,” she said, pulling the blanket I was on up closer to her…
Happy St. Patrick’s Day. In honor of the Irish, I wrote a limerick. It goes like this: There once was a shamrock named Gus. He’s a big yellow lab who lives with us. The end. ******************************************************** Jane said that wasn’t really enough to be a limerick. It’s just a rhyme, which is nice, but it needs…
Todd and Dorothy left for California this morning. Gus and Jane and I drove in the van with them to the airport so we could all say goodbye. After they left, Gus climbed into the front passenger seat just like always. As Jane was leaning over to fasten his seatbelt so it wouldn’t make that…
Sorry I haven’t written anything for a few days. I was in a low-energy funk because of my meds. Jane increased the dose of one of my heart meds because I was coughing a lot. But then we ran out of it before we could get some more. And then it was the weekend and…