I stopped to see my brother and Janet but they are in residential care at St. John’s hospital for a week.  Then they are going to try and go home and get someone to help them every day until they are on their feet.  It has been a long journey for both of them.  I am just praying they both can get on their feet.

I had forgotten how much stuff you have to pack to go on a trip.  It is unbelievable the number of items you have to pack.  How I ever managed that with three children back in the military days I don’t know.  And add to that the medications.  It is a mess.  It took me an hour to get it back in place when I got home.  But I slept.  Soundly.  Which was wonderful.

Scott put me in their guest room and came in a little later with a goose down pillow.  Heaven.  It takes me four pillows to sleep--I lie on my right side all night.  One between my feet, one between my knees, one to lay my left arm on, and one under my head.  I have to have four.  That’s the way it is.  Period. I’ve lost so much weight that I can’t stand for my skin to touch my skin.  I am high maintenance I know, but Scott understood.