Herself: Waking up a bit. There’s a world out there.
I’ve also been crawling up and down stairs getting small things like laundry done. He did two loads of dishes, and today I did one. Progress.
At my worst, I’ve been watching the tree outside the bedroom window change with the light. Last night the tree was empowered by a cadmium red and orange sunset that took my breath away. Unfortunately, I was too tired to get my camera. This morning at dawn, with the hillside behind it golden, the leaves were almost in silhouette. By breakfast, it was a tree against a blue sky. At noon, the leaves were touched with silver. Today I remembered to get to the camera, but unfortunately all the pictures are boring.
Simple things. They leave me smiling.
After lunch, my brain was functional enough to renew two prescriptions plus get tickets to LA on Amtrak's Pacific Surfliner for next Tuesday. Something I said confused the automated voice system, and it wouldn’t recognize that I wanted to go up the coast in the morning and come home the same evening. I was functional enough at last to ask for an agent, and a very nice, real person got me tickets in business class at senior rates, then I remembered to call Bee to let her know my schedule.
Real progress on simple things I couldn’t do yesterday.