I was wrong about the bronchitis — Pater insisted I visit a drop-in clinic on Saturday, and the perfunctory-doesn’t-begin-to-describe-it doctor diagnosed a sinus infection. Today’s my third day on antibiotics and I’m actually able to…
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Well, that was a hebdomas horribilis: overwhelmed with work responsibilities, including two event-attending evenings that stretched my days to 12 and 14 working hours long, I also chipped a front tooth (thus complicating this week’s…
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We had to put our lovely old Golden Retriever, Skeena, to sleep today. She was over 11 and suddenly fell ill. Luckily Pater was able to fly home from work to take her on one…
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My two oldest on the dance floor, baby Nola and her father obscured just behind them, Pater “cutting a rug” to their right. I admit I’m terribly selfish — while I was pleased to see…
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The weekend went fairly well — mom stayed on the waitlist so I didn’t drive her to chemo on Friday, nor did I get to take her wig-buying (in anticipation of the chemo’s predicted effects),…
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