Survival Kit, yes, we would like one!

Our new normal continues, HP sleeping mainly, taking milk smoothies I make for him, with great local honey, tofu, fresh fruit and milk. The hospice people have unloaded here a Survival Kit, which includes water bags, solid food, flashlight, radio, whistle, all that. This is not so much a hospice thing as a general purpose snowmageddon or sunmageddon or rainmageddon preparation, I guess. They tell me this is standard issue nowadays wherever the homecare people go.

Duncan examined it with care, figuring that survival includes chunks of ham, and was quite sad to see that it was just dull old wrapped items.

And the weaving has been a nice diversion, on weaving sticks and on straws, as seen here.




You will have astutely noticed that I'm back in business with a computer and uploaded pix, all thanks to the prince formerly known as HS, who took over the whole thing, tried various fixes, ended up conferring at the shop, got me a new notebook, and brought it over and installed it last nght, complete to uploading all my programs so I was ready to go. What a huge difference this makes. Murphy was working overtime this week, when one of my most acute needs, to communicate, was done in by a computer reaching the end of its days, and entering its own electronic hospice.

I have had wonderful messages of support, mail, flowers from dear Trish, and it's all so helpful, to show Andy and share with him while I still can. I love that.




So I took a picture of him with T's bouquet up front, as I showed it to him, and he drifted off to sleep, peacefully. This is how he is most of the time now, but very peaceful, occasionally smiling in his sleep, and when he's awake very appreciative of the care around him.

And neighborhood friends are keeping watch for me