30 May – fifth break
Back outside, yet again! This morning decompression time on the back patio is becoming habit-forming. Well, honestly, how could it not, with the day so bright and gorgeous, the sun winking through the trees, a light breeze blowing, and every time I look straight up from where I’m sitting I’m treated to myriad shades of…
23 May – fifth (and last) break
Never, never underestimate the power of a good night’s sleep. Oh. My. God. While I had some weird dreams (standard procedure for the first few days post-hospital), it was pure bliss to be back in my own bed and I felt completely relaxed this morning when I finally got up. My little kitty-girl, Amy, greeted…
