Wednesday, January 11, 2017

45-Minute Chat

I talked to Tammy for about 45 minutes. We discussed her health and the gardening and cooking she’s done. She is definitely the cook and the green thumb that I’m not.

She hasn’t slept well for a few days because of the pain she’s in. I can just imagine how hard that must be to live with. My sleep is disrupted enough by noise, nightmares and hot flashes, so to be in such pain would really suck shit.

My mother was in one of my dreams last night. I just don’t remember what it was about. I’m guessing (and hoping) that my dreams the night before I see S will give me a heads-up as to how it may go. I’ve laid all my cards on the table. Now it’s up to her to pick them up and play them however she’s going to play them.

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