And life goes on...

I intended to put a picture in here of myself...with my new "do." Maybe next time... Sometimes I wear my wig, but most of the time, I just go "au naturel" with my very short hairdo. My hair has come in dark with gray--bummer, I was hoping to have hair like my mom with very little gray. (I'm still trying to pretend I'm younger than I am!) It was very traumatic to lose my hair (as you might recall), but now that it left and is coming back, it doesn't bother me at all. I guess you realize in the big scheme of things, the length of your hair is pretty insignificant.

I made it through the 3 hours of church. By the end of the second hour, I was pretty tired, but I'm glad I stayed for the last hour--we had a great lesson on simplifying our lives. That is something that an illness forces you to do, whether you want to or not...and you realize that there are MANY things you can cut outof your life. We tend to make our lives more complicated than they need to be.

I also went to institute class (a church class in the middle of the week)for the first time in months--actually ever since I was diagnosed. It was wonderful to be there--to be learning and discussing spiritual things. Then I went and got a fruit smoothie with a good friend. I have slept quite a bit this afternoon--so I still need to pace myself--one big thing (or just one thing) a day is enough for me right now.

Last night I actually made a good part of our dinner. Again in that process I had to pace myself--I would make part, and then take a rest, then get up again and do something more. Again I was exhausted, but I did it...and it tasted good! I am thankful my family is patient with me, and doesn't expect too much...and they are proud of me for doing anything. Have a good day, and thanks again for "listening" to me report on my days!! Love you, Louise