Monday, Ravaged

 If I could only go back to summer, with painted toenails, and positive vibes. But alas that is not possible.

Heidi is so very sick.  I know I will never see her again in this life. All I can see is she is ravaged by this cancer. She looked so sick six weeks ago at mom's funeral and I thought it was not possible for someone to become thinner.  I was shocked by her appearance.  Lots of tears after I left, and I am having a very hard time holding it together.

Kay and I drove on to Twin falls to stay with my eldest daughter. I altered 9 skirts, two dresses, one pair of pants and one blouse. We also found fabric for blinds for the dining room. I will do those when I return at Christmas. 

It was a nice visit; wish I could have stayed longer.  Then the long drive home on Saturday. I had to play for the choir as they sang Sunday morning. I rested the rest of Sunday and have started to unpack and put things away this morning.

I am still futzing with my medication debacle.  Nothing is easy. I supposedly did not check an important box on paperwork, and I have to apply for some waiver with my insurance company.  Then the company has to mail it to me, and I have to mail it to the Pfizer company, just more delays and I am out of meds. Now must go back to my specialist office and beg for more.  How long can this go on?  Forever.

I sewed a batch of shirts this morning, and I just have one pile, two dress to alter and one wedding dress.  The shop is practically empty. That is okay by me.

All I have to do for Thanksgiving is make pumpkin pies.  Sissie is in charge. Fine with me. I am anxious to get Fall decorations down and Christmas up.  Even though I am not going to be here for Christmas I just want a change of scenery. I want some holiday joy.

Okay need to call my doctor.

God is good

Kim