Sleep had been coming along nicely by way of a nice little blue-pill that I of course initialy "did not need" ... after my standard stand-off with the thought of adding another drug I have come to LOVE and oh-so cherish the sleep that it gifts my mind with.
But it is 4:30 ... this has not been our agreement ... this failure on the little blue's commitment is unacceptable ... borderline rejection really.
I would like to ask that you all send your love, and thoughts, and prayers to my Grandpa tomorrow. He is going in for bladder-cancer surgery first thing in the morning. He is getting to be an old-pro at this ... but there was an unusually quick rush on this one (usually a 3-4 month wait ... he got in a week ... has me a little wary). I have always managed to be there for him somehow ... it is killing me that I can't. Yet ... I have swung a ride to at least give him a beautiful pot of mini-yellow roses that are the sunshine ... he loves roses ... he loved growing my grandma roses! He is lovely.
I hope I can get the there. Felt like I hit some sort of wall tonight ... like my body may actually just stop moving at all here soon. Funny, just like that ... praying things are different when I get up! If I ever sleep again that is ; )
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To Heather's Grandpa
My prayers are for you today. Our love for Heather extends to you so now you have many, many, many friends wishing you a complete and speedy recovery.
Love and Hugs to my Heather
K8
are you sick in some ways. your profile says you are fine.
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