Thanks for all the letters and cards you have been sending. It is hard for me to write or talk on the phone. I love hearing from you and love knowing I am in your thoughts and hearing stories of our times together. Talking makes me cough. I fade out while just listening. Even chatty friends find it conversation death to sit with me. I love it that you call, drop in for quick visit- leave as needed when my “keepers” (Jim and Kristin) urge you out the door, not taking it personally and when you show up with no scented hair or body!
A funny thing — (or grim – depending how you are feeling) – I was thinking maybe I should just end it (you can do that here in Oregon). Then hospice sent me more drugs. I found my self worrying about taking too much of something and killing myself!. Guess I am not quite done yet!
So keep on keeping in touch. Baseball season has started and Cubs started off by winning and hitting an opening Home Run!
I know the urge to bring gifts is strong but I can’t eat sweets, my TV stand is overflowing with offerings, and real flowers or plants make me cough. Also, gifts are one more thing Jim and Kristin have to find places for or do something with (and they have enough jobs).
The best gifts are your cards and very short visits or notes on Facebook or texts.
Got the concentrator up and running. So put me in coach for another inning!