Two of a Kind

When a shirt is cute and comfortable,

you may find yourself reflected back at a summer party.

My girls:

Helene and Hannah

Smart Accomplished Funny and Kind

and obviously share similar taste

All Fun and Games Till Somebody Gets a Cone

If you don't follow me on IG this is news.

Howie and I were back once more 

at emergency vet on Saturday.

He scratched his eye and infection set in uber fast 

and he was in agony.

He really hates the cone and can't go 

out dog door or navigate the stairs.

I moved his bed against the couch

within reach for petting and rubs.

SOoooooooo

Mama has to let him outside as he

does that frequently day and night

 through dog door, and I also comfort him

 and stop him from trying to 

constantly rip off cone and scratch.

He has Houdini skills.

DR said it is extremely itchy and meds

can only partially soothe.

Three days to relief it says and today is #3.

 I've been back on couch as he'll whimper 

and cry if I'm upstairs without him.

 I have not slept 

a continuous 2 hours since Friday night.

Most of you know I wasn't sleeping well 

anyway but jeez this is hard.

I'm a zombie.

I try to limit my activities as

he follows me everywhere and 

he does not manage the cone well smashing

into everything. Of course current vision 

in only one eye is a huge hindrance 

to depth perception and peripheral vision. 

I feel like we're the two poster children

of geriatric medicine these past 10 months.

I repeat my prayers of gratitude

on a constant loop, but I am getting weary.

Tests and new Drs in August.

As long as I don't have to wear a cone.

Whiplash and Freefall

When I'm 64

I will believe that 65 is still a ways off.

Then yesterday it was here,

in all it's - glory?

Wonderful calls from kids and friends,

a lunch with a great friend,

and a goodie box of pampering goods from

the kiddos topped off my 64th year.

I do not mind being 65.

What I do mind is the constant whiplash

I feel from the criminal actions of #45.

Every time I think this is it;

this is what will finally wake up 

that malevolent side of America;

I go back into freefall, 

praying for a safe landing.

Take away all the horrific maneuverings we have 

been forced to watch unfold and narrow

the focus to just the smallest of us

in this world.

Children

Remove religions, races and ethnicities

and pare down to the core of our humanity.

Loving and caring for the 

children of the entire world.

If you cannot believe in that,

fight for that,

despair over that,

then your humanity is gone.

If every query of what path to follow

began with the question

"what is best for ALL the children?"

perhaps we all could once more 

feel safe and proud.

free falling

I can no longer handle roller coasters

or airplane turbulence.

Those sensations are terrifying to me.

I can sue for whiplash,

could I sue #45 and friends for causing me 

the same mental anguish

of humanity's free fall?

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