|Up and at'em, girlfriend. Stronger & Stronger.|
Still here, fighting the good fight. My friends say I'm doing well. Loyal follower, you be the judge. Here's Mom after trying on her sweatsuit that Aunt Betty sent her for xmas. It's true. Therapy is progressing. Mom is able to sit in a chair, and with the help of a walker get herself dressed without any help from me. Wow. And yes, this is a woman who was walking, drinking, dancing, shopping and driving only five short weeks ago. Go figure. As Pam says: Carpe Diem.
|Fred Meyer parking lot. Need I say more? People from my planet are everywhere, but especially Oregon. Duh.|