She can barely move or talk, but she is well aware of what's going on.
The insurance is stalling her treatment of radiation, which I am grateful for.
But it is also stalling other things, too.
My sister is coming to visit next Tuesday...
Nobody has much energy to do anything these days
I spread some paint in my altered book:
On Sunday, the water pump on the red car finally gave out.
It had been making noise, but I never made time to get it fixed.
I got up super early this morning to ride the tow truck with the red car to Don's shop.
There is always a million great things to see at Don's shop...
It was not a hard thing to fix, because on this year's model, the water pump isn't attached to many other parts.
However, the water pump was probably the original 25-year-old one, and the gasket had become part of the block.
Don really had to work hard to scrape the old gasket off.
So far no leaks! Yay, Don.
I peeked in at my green car at the painter's.
It was in the corner, still only in primer.
"I'm going to have it done by Tuesday," Roberto said.
I love this guy!
At the same time as my water pump was self destructing on Sunday, unbeknownst to me, a young man was killed practically on the doorstep of the church property.
It happened during the last Palm Sunday service, and a lot of people were traumatized by the carnage.
I walk past the memorial every day.