Her eyes were filling with tears and she looked as though the dam would burst any second. I didn’t know what to say so I started to pray silently. If she had been a small child, it would have been easy but she is a once-proper lady in her 80s. I started talking and told her I’d lost both my parents. She looked up, interested, and I went on. “My father died when I was not quite five years old.” Making sounds that indicated she was sorry, she prompted me to go on. I said, “My mother lived to be over 100. She passed away three years ago.” By that time, her husband came back into the room and she was distracted by lining up the rows of placemats on the dining table. Most of them had pictures of birds. She had them in rows of six, three deep. Over and over, she’d methodically place them 1/2″ apart on all sides. They wouldn’t quite line up with the end of the table so she’d start again. Earlier, she’d complained to me that she just never seemed to be able to get her work done. I could see why.
I’d stopped by the house, at her husband’s request, to make out their tithe and offerings for last month and this. He’s in his 80s as well, and his eyesight is failing though his mind is still good. Her body is healthy. She can see and hear, but he has to take care of her and do all the cooking. They have always been conscientious as far as their health is concerned. At one time, he had worked in healthcare. She was a payroll clerk. They eat a vegan diet but it’s mostly cooked. It makes me wonder if she would improve if she could have access to good raw food. Early in my raw food experience, I was listening to one of Frederic’s teleconferences. A man was telling about his wife who had Alzheimer’s so far advanced that she no longer spoke. He started giving her green smoothies. I don’t remember how long it took for her to start speaking words and then simple sentences. I wish I had an update on her condition.
After I took care of the checks, I came on home. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Report time: I was in bed by 8:45 and slept wonderfully well except for my usual trips to the bathroom. Exercise filled 30 minutes. I probably had more fat than I should had with my kelp noodles marinated in Matt’s Dip. I went a little overboard with the garlic powder, too.
Challenge Day 16 Raw Food
28 ozzies OJ
30 ozzies banana/blueberry/spinach smoothie
28 ozzies banana/romaine smoothie
3.5″ English cucumber
3 large tomatoes with Tajin and kelp noodles
1 Bubbies pickle
Kelp noodles with Matt’s Dip
1 large mug garlic lemonade
Getting to bed as early as I did, you’d think I could get to work on time but I was late. I told the girls it was either get there when I was supposed to or get dressed so I got dressed. They thanked me for it. It all balanced out. I didn’t get away on time, either.
When I took the stuff over for the courier, I stopped in to say hello to my friend’s former roommate. She said she misses her and wishes she’d move back in. Just about that time, here she came! Someone had told her she would get to be an old white-haired woman if she didn’t get her butt out of the bed and it struck a nerve. That woman got up, got dressed, and ate lunch in the dining room because a remark had been made about her eating all of her meals in bed. She walked back to my office with me, visited with the registrars for a few minutes, and walked back by herself. We’ll see what happens tomorrow.
Tomorrow, I’ll be the bank/post office person both morning and afternoon. Nice to know ahead of time.
I was trying to get into both my blog and the forum and couldn’t access either one. I e-mailed merm and he said it’s been hacked again. He has no idea when it will be restored, though it’s being worked on now. I think it’s getting on his last nerve. He has no idea where the attacks are coming from. That means a day on the forum lost. I wish I could afford a real-time backup system but that’s kind of out of my league.
If I don’t hurry, my bedtime will be shot. It’s already an hour past the time I was getting ready to snooze last night.
Good night, all, and sweet dreams!