Dr. Visit

 That means a trip to Durango.  With the walker,   I made the transfers fine, and walking pretty good. I didn't eat lunch, thought I would be ok until I got back,  HA  thats what I get for thinking. My visit went well,  The drama started trying to get home.   I couldn't get my transport to answer phone, I was hungry and tired.  So I texted Daphne and let her know what was going on, she finally got a hold of someone and said that they were on their way. Another HA.  The transporter didn't have a clue how to load me and I fell, cut my shin open again. Muscles were stretched that hadn't been.  Now I really am keeping it all together, didn;t say anything nasty,  YOU would be proud, actually by then I was just too tired, LOL  Anyway the young lady asked if I needed anything and I asked if she had anything to snack on, she had a pbj sandwich, which she had taken a bite out of, Ok beggers can't be choosers. Took off the section of bit, and best pbj ever.  She had another rider with her and she was headed to Vallecito asked if I didn't mind going with them.  They were definitely having a Monday.  When they finally got their act together, they traded off the other rider and we were on our way to  Cortez.  YEA.  but so bloody tired this morning, almost fell again on way to bathroom. So I have been setting here with my thoughts when I got my paper from Amazon., loved the color but its too thick.  So back to the drawing board guess I am going to have to make vintage looking paper, I can't find any that suits me.  Working hard to not get frustrated  I like to say, snap it up, we're burning daylight. Well I am at least and there is not much daylight left.   

Have had lunch and sweet Daphne brought me Moon Pies, so that makes a good snack.  I am suppose to eat more meals, smaller ones to help with the tummy issue.   Dr. thinks its the ulcer acting up. I have a med for it. 

I watched The Beekeeper the other night.  OK so I have found my new Dirty Harry.  Made my day that the bad guys got their just desserts.

Be blessed peeps.  God has us living for a reason.  I know, and what may that be?  Your guess is as good as any. Much love


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