On Monday Frank came, then Tiff visited, which was a lot for me, but wonderful.
Yesterday I had a fabulous visitor! Enjah came, and the first thing I did was start crying. I'm barely understandable now anyway but sobbing and laughing interspersed with noises was my way of greeting my friend. Kim had been there earlier so I had hadan exhausting day.
Today I had two visitors - Enjah and Justin, and it was delightful. I was a blob but they both were so capable and smart and loving that it was ok. Justin brought homemade cookies and a Cafe Jack mug, and Enjah cooked delicious lamb stew, greens, and had previously feed us sandwiches and merlot.
I have one last day with Enjah before she wings her way back to Texas, and I very much appreciate her visit.
Lately I am unable to move from roughly 3 or 4 until about 10. I seem to've stair stepped down recently.
Thinking about the day at the surgeon's a couple of months ago, how I knicked myself then bled like a stuck pig, and how I was told it'd spread but they couldn't know how far without further procedures which I was unwilling to do, I wonder if has migrated to bone marrow. It's fine, whatever. I feel awful and have no strength for anything much. It was a triumph today that I managed to last until 9:45 then get to the toilet before anything untoward happened. My life has shrunk to such a level but haha.