asked me to join her while she ate her lunch. I'd already devoured my
bowl of soup, so I carried my cup of steeped tea over to her table and
we visited merrily for a pleasant hour.
Afterwards we went grocery shopping together (no fish for a while!)
where she bumped into a dear friend--whom I'd chatted to in church
that morning--and the three of us went to McD's for free coffee. Soon
I began to fade (the usual symptoms: blurry eyes, slurry words) and
Mom Little kindly drove me home for my weekly Sunday afternoon nap.
I am feeling decidedly more perky and less queasy tonight after eating
some ginger in the bath and sipping on ginger ale while I wrote some
notes (until my pages got too soggy from the steam).
Bedtime. Another fine day.
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