Catherine y Dana on the trail here at the ranch.
Weak but hopeful is how I am characterizing my current condition. Had a rough 48 hours. But just finished a bowl of chicken soup with rice and a handful of crackers and that seems pretty normal. I know I missed writing the blog post yesterday and that very rarely happens and will give you some indication about how I felt.
But lovely angels are watching over me. My Rebecca is here at the ranch everpresent. Catherine y Dana swooped in with the chicken soup like they slide down a pole, a couple of firemen. Then, am in phone contact with my trusty nurse Alice at the hospital. They have gotten me through this hard spot.
Walking in a few moments. I will give that a go, one lap at a time. Charlie our neighbor has walked on the last few Thursdays so maybe he will be here.
Ever hopeful, love, Felipe.
Prayers going out to/for you, Phil!
Ah, Chicken Soup contains something special. Guess what? I missed reading your post yesterday and I was feeling fine, so do not take it too hard that you missed a day. I am happy that the firefighters came to your comfort. Hugs to Rebecca, you and your beloved angels.
Hi Ron ~ Yea, I always have trouble with “down time”. I took today off though. And how about those firefighters! We all need our angels. Any signs of spring there? Felipe.
You’re in my prayers Phil!
Norma ~ thank you so much. It buoys me to hear you say that. I am needy right now. Felipe.x