It was/is so cold here today I resolved not to go out.
And that resolve holds steady.
Lucy took the indoors only oath with me.
I cooked all day, she slept all day.
Gus rushed in and out, in and out, in and out, finally collapsing in a big heap of ginger fur on the bed to sleep, only rising to eat.
A friend, who is a Radiologist, stopped by today to drink espresso, eat a pumpkin cookie and read my MRI report.
The cookies were better.
Yes, I do have a tear. Yes, she is sure surgery is the only path and no, I will never be a body builder. Or a pitcher. Sorry Nats.
I see my doctor early in December. We'll see what's what after that.
But no more carrying casket sprays up the stairs from the basement at work. Though I figured that one out yesterday. After the fact of course.
Tomorrow the work madness begins. Being the good wife to myself that I am, I made mac and cheese with cauliflower, baked oatmeal with fresh cranberries, and the sure to be healthy for you, pumpkin cookies.
I'm ready coach, put me in!
Oh, wait, never mind.
And as ever, a huge thank you all for the encouraging comments on my last post. I read them when you wrote them, I read them the morning of and I read them while in the waiting room.
It was like swallowing a big courage pill.
P.S. I added golden raisins to my cookies, 1/3 of a cup. Next time I'll increase the amount.