The Next Day

Since DD is on PST, I have decided to do my blog posts in the mornings while she’s here. That way, we can have the evenings free of my sitting at the computer, typing away.

DD’s flight took off 8 hours 47 minutes after it was scheduled. The airline did do vouchers for hotel rooms for those who wanted them. She arrived in Atlanta after midnight and got to bed about 3 a.m. Considering the time difference, that was something like midnight for her (which wasn’t quite so bad).

She’d been texting me off and on to let me know here whereabouts. Close to the end, I went in and set Google Voice to send the texts to email. Better late than never. I didn’t have to keep going to the site and refreshing it to get the updates.

DS1 called in the afternoon yesterday and was surprised DD hadn’t arrived yet. It was another hour or so before she called from Walmart to ask what I wanted. Cough medicine was at the top of the list. I didn’t want to have another prolonged episode like I’d had the night before.

It was wonderful to open the door and see my “little girl” standing there.

Twinkle didn’t stir from her spot on her chair so DD picked her up to pet her. Protesting weakly, she finally settled in DD’s arms but soon let her know she wanted down.

I’d made some strange soup for our meal. It was potatoes, carrots, an orange sweet pepper, onion powder, lemon juice, black salt and nutmeg. I wanted to microplane fresh nutmeg but since the rearrangement of the kitchen, I can’t find it. I sliced broccoli stems and briefly cooked them, then poured in the soup. Today, I plan to play “fix that dish” unless DD wants to try her hand at it.

While I cleaned up the dishes (DD offered but after all she’d been through, I told her I’d do it) DD texted back and forth with merm and instant messaged with a friend. Her fingers were pretty busy.

After I’d brushed my teeth, DD popped some popcorn and I indulged (which necessitated another brushing and flossing). We ate it while we watched a movie.

I woke in the night and, not seeing the glow from the bathroom light under my door, I went to check. I’d failed to tell DD to leave it on for Twinkle so she’d turned it off. I turned it back on and put some nutritional yeast flakes on Twinkle’s food. (She’d been interested in DD’s popcorn that was sprinkled with it.) Carrying her in, she nibbled a bit and that was it. I’m torn about what to do. If she doesn’t start eating, she can start having seizures and die. I’m being selfish and have prayed if it comes to that, it will be while DD is here.

The woman is up so I let this be it for today. Twinkle just got off her chair and has jumped up beside DD. It’s amazing how she can still get around as weak as she has to be.

4 Responses to The Next Day

  1. Lila December 9, 2013 at 11:49 am #

    Tommie, that is not a selfish prayer. I know you want to keep Twinkle as long as you can, but she isn’t immortal, and having someone there with you would be a blessing. I’m crying just thinking about it. Twinkle is a precious part of the family; I hope the next news is better. Hello to DD and love to both.

    • Tommie December 9, 2013 at 5:49 pm #

      Thank you for your reassurance. I hope she (and the news) will be better, too.

  2. Mary Jane December 9, 2013 at 4:34 pm #

    I’m an expert at coming up with strange or unusual concoctions!Made one today, in fact, although going by a recipe.

    Glad DD got there safe and sound and apparently no worse for the ordeal. Enjoy your time together!

    Still hoping and praying that Twinkle might recover.

  3. Tommie December 9, 2013 at 5:15 pm #

    I get choked up seeing Twinkle on her chair and wondering when it will be over. If she were hale and hearty, it would be different but she’s slowly wasting away. At least she doesn’t seem to be in distress.

    Supper is roasted veggies (the little girl is in charge). She did the breakfast dishes so it should be up to me to do the ones this evening. We’ll save “Fix That Dish” for another day.

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