Category Archives: DIARY

The Good Wife  The murder investigation continues as Roger Scaggs’s life changes by selling his home and moving into a condominium, losing his position at his job, and is on leave. Neighbors and church members have mixed feelings about Roger … Continue reading →

After getting home dialysis treatment, my dialysis weekend began. My friend JM came over after work, while TB (KB’s Mom) and KB came over after church. We chatted for a while among the four of us for a few minutes … Continue reading →

A lot happened today. DH went grocery shopping for me and got everything, forgetting the green olives. No big deal. The item was not written in stone because when DH called at 9:51 AM, she was already at the store … Continue reading →

For some reason, my dreams can make sense and cannot make sense simultaneously. I had one of those dreams the night before last, which scared me a little bit. Let me talk about it.  The apartment I am living in … Continue reading →

I am in good spirts today. Dialysis went smoothly today. Out of 3.0 kilograms of fluid and toxins and wastes, the machine allowed me to get 2.6 kilograms out. Pretty good. I had 3.5+ kilograms in me. My BP was … Continue reading →

Today was an incredibly good day. I got up at 5 AM to have time for myself before my caregiver DH got here at 6 AM to help me with a bath, get dressed, and out the door to go … Continue reading →

Parents of 8-Year-Old Were Accused of Her Murder. Now, So Are 12 More People. (msn.com) I could only go so far reading this article. My heart goes out to the victim, now dead, and what this girl’s parents and friends … Continue reading →

I have been up since 5:30 AM. I did not get a lot of sleep, but I have to admit I got some. With yesterday being the 4th of July, as well as the thunderstorm we had, neighbors were shooting … Continue reading →

I was looking forward to a good dialysis treatment today, but it turned out that my blood pressure was low from the start to the end of treatment, so my blood was cleaned today. I wanted to cry, but I … Continue reading →