I’m finally bouncing back after
the effects of taking my Dose 2
COVID vaccine last Friday. Plus,
I’m getting myself motivated
to go for an implant evaluation
tomorrow afternoon.
The birds sang and the dogs
barked without me hearing
them these last few days as
nausea, fever, and chills
ruled. Little to eat or drink.
She cracked the door open
and stuck her head out, “I’m
taking my bath.”
That was her way of letting
me know that the music
would be loud and it would
be best if I stayed out on the
patio a little longer. Then her
head and smile disappeared
as the door closed.
So I put my laptop down on
the cement floor next to my
chair and went inside to
make a cup of coffee to see
if I am really feeling better.
She was in her chair not in
the bath yet. I joined her
on my usual end of the sofa.
“I am going to take my bath.”
“I know. No rush. Not a race.
It is only a little after five.”
She asked, “Did you check
the mail yet?” “No.” (Looks
like I totally spaced it.)
She came back, “Do you
want me to get it?”
“No, that’s okay, I’ll get it.”
We smiled at each other
and decided to walk out
together to the mailbox.
Of course, we held hands
all the way to mailbox and
back. A slow sweet walk.
She is so adorable and
loving. Checking the mail
was the high point of
the last few days
Oh, and if you are wondering,
the short cup of coffee was
sweet too if the rest of me
agrees.
