I’m sitting in a wheelchair recovering from a stroke, so I find I need cheering up. Part of what I do is watch my clumsy husband lurch around, part of it is remembering all the funny stuff that has happened to me, and part of it is thinking about the funniest diary I ever wrote, and the events that it describes.
I don’t have much more to say than that right now, except that our family is as wonderful and funny as ever. Also, I might add that I’m doing better, finally EATING again rather than being fed through a tube. If you say "Glucerna" to me, I run even though I can’t move an inch! But I can’t fault the stuff, it kept me alive.