August 24, 2006
This morning Janet Rogers came over to help sort through some boxes in the dining/storage room – the math volunteers had had to get everything out of the back rooms on short notice when the people came to lay the floors, and things had been put into boxes placed in the storage room and upstairs. No ground squirrel ran out of that room, so we’re hoping that means it found its way out the window.
After I paid another visit to the chiropractor, I stopped into the health food store – and ran into my long-time massage therapist! She has been traveling these past few weeks (I’m assuming that’s with the swim team) but will be back in town to give me a massage next Tuesday – I am so looking forward to that. I also talked for a short time with one of the workers in the store; both he and my massage therapist sent their best wishes to Gary and said we’ve been on their minds.
Our “big” news of the day is Blackjack didn’t shoot off the couch and out the cat door when Gary rolled up in the wheelchair to pet him. We’d been wondering just how long it was going take before this cat would allow Gary to get near him in the chair. Gary has hardly gotten to pet Blackjack at all, because the cat also won’t stay for long on the hospital bed when I bring him over to Gary for petting. Tigger usually doesn’t stick around when Gary wheels by in the chair, either, but he still likes to get up in the bed when Gary and I are going through the evening routine, though he’s not there as often as he was when we first got home – I guess we’re being taken for granted, again ;-).
Gary opened package number nine tonight: a postcard of Matanuska Glacier and a carved moose. Near the glacier, his family rafted through thirty-five degree water, which Norma said you could feel through your layers of clothes and wet suit when the spray hit you (Brrr!). She said that while rafting they saw a mother moose and its calf.
Tomorrow our ad appears in the paper for housecleaning. No doubt we’ll again get about a hundred calls. We’re not looking forward to the process of choosing someone to clean the house.
This morning Janet Rogers came over to help sort through some boxes in the dining/storage room – the math volunteers had had to get everything out of the back rooms on short notice when the people came to lay the floors, and things had been put into boxes placed in the storage room and upstairs. No ground squirrel ran out of that room, so we’re hoping that means it found its way out the window.
After I paid another visit to the chiropractor, I stopped into the health food store – and ran into my long-time massage therapist! She has been traveling these past few weeks (I’m assuming that’s with the swim team) but will be back in town to give me a massage next Tuesday – I am so looking forward to that. I also talked for a short time with one of the workers in the store; both he and my massage therapist sent their best wishes to Gary and said we’ve been on their minds.
Our “big” news of the day is Blackjack didn’t shoot off the couch and out the cat door when Gary rolled up in the wheelchair to pet him. We’d been wondering just how long it was going take before this cat would allow Gary to get near him in the chair. Gary has hardly gotten to pet Blackjack at all, because the cat also won’t stay for long on the hospital bed when I bring him over to Gary for petting. Tigger usually doesn’t stick around when Gary wheels by in the chair, either, but he still likes to get up in the bed when Gary and I are going through the evening routine, though he’s not there as often as he was when we first got home – I guess we’re being taken for granted, again ;-).
Gary opened package number nine tonight: a postcard of Matanuska Glacier and a carved moose. Near the glacier, his family rafted through thirty-five degree water, which Norma said you could feel through your layers of clothes and wet suit when the spray hit you (Brrr!). She said that while rafting they saw a mother moose and its calf.
Tomorrow our ad appears in the paper for housecleaning. No doubt we’ll again get about a hundred calls. We’re not looking forward to the process of choosing someone to clean the house.
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