BETTER IS MY FAVORITE WORD, TODAY

Sleep didn’t come easy this week.

Wednesday evening, I learned that my Aunt Rose, who lives in the same Midwestern senior residence that was home to my mom, was diagnosed with pneumonia.  Being that Aunt Rose is in her late nineties, the ER doc sent her home with a ZPak, in hopes of protecting her from coming in contact with Covid.

Thursday afternoon, Andi’s Michael felt tightening in his chest and was hospitalized, over night. Friday’s bloodwork, echo cardiogram and stress test were fine, so thank goodness, he’s home, safe and sound.

Their son, Ryan is doing better and no one in his family is worse, so that’s good, considering how seriously ill Covid patients can become.

Thank goodness, everyone is feeling somewhat better, today.  Even so, all of this has tired me, making it easy to quarantine.

Tis Saturday morning and—

No question about it—Good news enhances my vitality

My Aunt Rose, whose eyesight and hearing are close to nil while arthritis remains painful, is beginning to feel better

Ryan’s family is no worse

Michael was restful through the night

Steven and Ravi are coming, this afternoon

David, who has remained quarantined inside his apt. over these past 10 days, will reach day 14 on Wed. at which time he plans to drive to our desert home after his second Covid test proves negative.  And as he plans to quarantine inside our home till the first of the year, reason to smile is mine.

Barry’s family is well.

 Ravi’s birthday, being on Thanksgiving, may see plans formulating to delight our six year old with a festive drive-by her home—

As every day carries us closer to the Biden/Harris inauguration, that’s a very good thing.

So, hopefully this coming week will be filled with less reason for tension layering up, though as with our approach to every week, whatever awaits each of us can only be experienced, one day at a time, so let’s hope today offers up lots of reasons to smile, and if a *hint of laughter is cast into the mix, causing our levels of serotonin to rise, what a blessing that will be for each of you and me, too.

Please, in hopes of beating corona so as to stay well and save our economy in the long run, let’s social distance and mask up so that, during this current spike in Covid, we won’t find state after state mandating lockdown..

If united with science and each other we’ll crush Covid then common sense suggests that remaining divided, we lose to Covid, again and again, and if that’s not good and if not good is no where near better then what is the only choice common sense has left to offer to you and me, too?  Yup. rather than better, the word of the moment is bound to be—Worse—suggesting that we’ll be left holding the soggy bag in which worse can’t stop itself from sticking all over my favorite word, better, and once better resembles a cactus with stickers that’s the worst, which is why the end of today’s post feels as crummy as the mess that trump is purposely worsening throughout our country, and since I can’t seem to get this post to end with worse switching to better, I’d ‘best’ suggest leaving well enough alone and call it a wrap—hey!  Did you see what just magically happened?  After all was said and done, determination just pulled the word ‘best’ out of a hat’, so having ended today’s post on an up note, after all, I feel somewhat better, so let’s bid each other a good night and pick up where we left off, tomorrow—or not, being that no one knows what tomorrow may bring 🙋🏻‍♀️🙃 🇺🇸