He gathered his remaining strength and lifted himself from the bed.
Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, gripping the railing with both hands. With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven.
There, spread out on newspapers on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip cookies.
Was it heaven?
Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?
Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table.
The aged and withered hand, shaking, made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when he was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.
"Stay out of those," she said.
"They're for the funeral.
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Well, it's Tuesday morning, 6:34 and it's been raining all night and continues to rain;however the temp is hovering between 35 and 37 degrees and the wind continues to blow. The point is, its not freezing or becoming ice yet but it sure is wet outside..huge ole puddles are seen even in this early morning light(from car headlights actually).
Monday was various appointments, starting at 8:30 in the morning. First I saw my urologist which is always fun. Yes, I still have a kidney stone and yes, we are leaving it alone, it is not blocking or bothering me and like he said, "you have enough on your plate right now." If and when this becomes an issue, he will treat me immediately. So I shan't see him again until July of next year.
Then back to Potsdam to have blood drawn. The drawing was simple and I didn't even feel a pinch, however she failed to seal the hole and whilst she applied a cotton ball and tape, it moved and when I put my sleeve down, it really moved. Anyway, after this number I went shopping, thinking this might be my last chance as bad weather is expected and at some point, much as I dislike this chore, I do need to wrap gifts. So, I'm looking around and having a good time and sensing my right arm is wet but as it had been raining, who the hell could be sure. I don't check and continue to shop. I get home, take off my coat and the sleeve on my right arm is soaked in blood and I mean soaked! Holy crap, the shirt was off, shout applied and into the washer within minutes. Of course, I now have this lovely bruise too but that is becoming a common appearance after so much blood work the past week - feel like a damn pin cushion. I guess if no calls from the Cancer center means all is good, at least that is how I am calling it. Then again, he has to have time to read the report (other than yesterday, I had blood drawn on Monday, Wednesday and Friday last week) and I finished up my antibiotic on Saturday. All due to low white and platelet count..lovely.
Today its take my car to the garage, drop it off and get an oil change, then return later to pick it up. As hubby will be away a good part of the day, perhaps I can and should do some gift wrapping. Either way, the rain continues and fall and until snow hits, I guess we shall enjoy what looks like Spring weather. Everyone wants snow but get this, they want it in yards, sidewalks, trees,houses but not on the road. Fussy people, eh?
So, you all have a good one. Keep smiling, life is good.
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