Skip to main content

Almost Older

211Tomorrow is my Birthday, I shall be the oldest I've ever been, and I suspect, I'll ever be.
Negative, you charge; pragmatic, I say. I have advanced ALS. I'm a quadriplegic and I feel my breath become increasingly more shallow. I, rarely get out of bed. (Knock wood) I have yet to get decubutis ulcers on my ass. (Bedsores) And, I don't want that!

I'm going to have a great time and savour the love and presence of my daughter and husband. We have a fun outing planned, an Encore visit to the cat cafe! Tomorrow, we are watching the Seattle Seahawks and eating Thai food from Thai Ginger.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Creep

  Have you ever used the internet to look up an old flame? How about an old arch-enemy? Did you have the intention to reconnect? Me neither.

I Remember...

I remember catching fireflies,  putting them in a jar, as a girl of five. I picked pears off a tree that overhung an alleyway on my route home from school, then enjoyed the forbidden fruit. .I had a golden cat who chased a gray mouse through our living room sending my mother, 3-year old sister, and me screaming atop the sofa and chairs. We lived in a farmhouse and I watched Romper Room. A daddy longlegs skittered across my dirty kid legs as I teeter-tottered on a broken kitchen chair back. I played grocery store and laid out a bedroll for group nap time in preschool. We lived in an apartment attached to a bakery. My maternal grandparents visited and a photo was snapped. Grandma held Dawn and Grandpa held me. I held Grandpa's chin. Walking through the back of the flour-caked kitchen, I saw scrumptious pastries and colorful toys stuck in the cupcakes with my hungry kids eyes. We lived in a two-story apartment building next door to a large farmer's field.  That field was my