Mixed Bag

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Today was a really mixed bag.

To start, I had a wonderful massage this morning. I gave Khun Weaw the card I painted for her, using both hands to give it to her and bowing, as Brian instructed me to do. She smiled, bowed, then bowed again, and then CRIED. That made ME cry, so both of us were still sniffling a bit when the massage started. I think I got the message across that she is really special and that I’m grateful to have her in my life.

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I changed clothes and Brian and I went to visit Harvey at the nursing home. Instead of 40 minutes one way, it took us a full hour to get there due to traffic snarls and road construction in various places requiring lots and lots of detours. When we walked in, Harvey looked at us, frowning, like ‘who are you?’ We got him to turn off the TV so we could try to talk. He didn’t have anything to say, but seemed comfortable. He wanted the grape drink Brian usually brings, but we couldn’t give it to him because of the nasal tube. As we continued to try to talk to him, he turned the TV back on. We sat together for a time, and then finally gave up. Before we left, we told him we would be back again soon. He finally said something, “Don’t bother.” Some days are like this. After another full hour on the way back, we were home again.

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We went to the cafe to wait while Khun Nong, my terrific housekeeper, cleaned my place. I did some sketching, read a little bit, messed around on my phone, and watched the traffic, since I got my favorite spot with the front window.

When we got back home, this is what greeted me –

My housekeeper left these for me! I think these are the prettiest flowers I’ve ever seen. I just can’t wipe the grin off my face!

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I need to call the insurance company again. I talked to them a week ago to find out why they sent a letter saying they needed medical records on our claim. The lady I talked to said she didn’t see what they were missing. She would find out and email me exactly what we needed to send. SO. It’s been a week and nothing. So I call again…

As I said, a mixed bag. I feel a bit like I’ve been on a roller coaster today. I’ll be ready to go to bed soon.

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