Send flowers and go shopping

So, yesterday the dog was going crazy because the UPS man was outside. I assumed he was going to my neighbor's house until the doorbell rang. He brought me a bouquet of the most goregous roses you have ever laid eyes on. They look like someone painted them and are all different colors. The note with them said, "Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadows." I later discovered that chocolates were tucked in the bottom of the box. Now, only your friends who know you really well would know to send roses and chocolate. My friend who sent them lived with me at one point in her life many years ago so she knows first hand about my crazy situation. The flowers were that much more fun to get since I didn't even know that she knew that I wasn't feeling good.

Earlier this week, my mom came to visit after running an errand for me. I had asked her to pick up a cape for me so I wouldn't freeze and wouldn't have to subject my IV to my jacket all the time. Since I declined the stitches, I tend to be a little overly cautious with my arm. She went shopping and came home with two sweaters which I determined were cute but not warm enough. So, she was not to be dissuaded. She went shopping again and arrived to visit with a darling new cape that she found at Macy's for me. She even bought the boring color that I would prefer but goes against her nature. She also found a wool sweater cape with a hood that I discovered is perfect for putting over my workout clothes in this glorious weather. So, now I am nice and warm which makes me happy and my Grandma especially happy.

The food train continues and I have been busy eating all sorts of fun things. My friend made tortilla soup which was new to me and really good. I have also had banana bread, cookies, jello, pudding pie, and the list goes on. One of my friends from church is bringing dinner later.

Today finds me waiting for PFTs this afternoon. I prefer to do them earlier and get it over with but time will tell. My daughter is going to go along as she likes to cheer while I blow in the magic box. So, if you happen to read this between now and then, think big, big numbers...

Blessings,

Cindy