Good Grief!

Well, I didn't go snuggle with mom last night BUT she had a decent sleep and I think that went a long way toward making her feel better.

She got up this morning..damp and dreary morning again, and just got up on the treadmill and did her duty & a lot faster--- and she raised the weights back again(poundage) or her weight lifting. I will be bound..she felt tons better. She was in the kitchen a little while ago with that thing she calls an ironing board and doing the ironing she only does perhaps three times a year. I saw her smiling, can you believe it? She likes to iron. Just there isn't much to iron.

Other than that, I made it hard for her to give me my meds this morning. I wish I knew what on earth makes me so uncooperative. It's not like it hurts. A gentle stroke of a felt tipped applicator to the pink of my ear. What's to go on about I have to ask myself!! She just took off and left the house after deciding she would catch me unaware. She did. End of tale. Tail?