We’re home….arrived in Venice about 6:00 last night. It is SO good to be home. We spent the day unpacking (we’re not done) and getting caught up on mail, paying bills etc. Good friends stopped by after lunch with dinner. I exercised in the pool for a half hour (best, best exercise I could ever do…my back never felt so good). I should have had Jerry take a picture. Exercising in the pool and, of course, reading my Kindle while I was exercising. (reading the new Maeve Binchy….always loved her books) And tonight we’ll watch some TV…get caught up on some of our favorite shows.
We have tickets to see Elephant Man at the Venice Theater tomorrow. And I’m hoping to be back to yoga on Monday. After that…well, there’s Dining for Women on Monday night and turtle patrol and library volunteer work and book club and lunch with friends…we’ll see. Guess I’ll take each day as it comes. No worries about over-doing it. When I can’t do something, I literally can’t do it.
I was thinking today about a friend of a friend who has her own set of health issues. And it seems that every time she turns around there are complications, setbacks, adverse drug reactions. It’s beyond my imagination. I had enough trouble handling my stuff and nearly everything went RIGHT every step of the way. How do people do it?
What’s next in terms of the blog? I’m actually not sure. I suppose I’ll continue to write if I have anything to write about. I can always find something to write about, I suppose…good books and movies, the good life in Venice, Florida, crazy things grandchildren say and do…Call it “survivor diaries”…