"Count the Years, You Always Knew It..."
Aug. 20th, 2007 09:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
psalm_onethirtyoneWork to-day. I'm supposed to want to go to work, aren't I? Why do I always feel so drained when I get home? Nggg. --Working again to-morrow, at any rate.
If the dialysis people do not stop making Gayle sick, I may have to launch an offencive mission.
On the other hand, Harry told the nurse I was his girlfriend who lives next door when I was visiting him to-day. He's a very wonderful man.
Anna is sick again, but Eleanor came out of her room to play Bingo, which she hasn't done in a year. I am so proud of her. She had a good time, too.
Truly, I shouldn't dread it. I'm glad to be there. I am glad to be there. I just feel so tired.
If the dialysis people do not stop making Gayle sick, I may have to launch an offencive mission.
On the other hand, Harry told the nurse I was his girlfriend who lives next door when I was visiting him to-day. He's a very wonderful man.
Anna is sick again, but Eleanor came out of her room to play Bingo, which she hasn't done in a year. I am so proud of her. She had a good time, too.
Truly, I shouldn't dread it. I'm glad to be there. I am glad to be there. I just feel so tired.
