Today DD moved into an assisted living arrangement after completing 90 days in a live-in rehab program. She is now staying in a 4-bedroom home with 8 others and will be there until an apartment is available for her and her youngest son. The place is small, there are 3 twin beds in her room and there isn't much privacy. She has two shelves in the refrigerator and two shelves in the cupboard for her food items. Food is not provided so we went shopping. All members in the house have assigned duties and those with children are allowed to have their children visit and spend weekends. The youngest son is spending the night with her tonight and looked a little uncomfortable about the whole thing. But then that's not an unusual look for a 13 year old. I'm sure he will have a good time. Or at least an okay one. As for DD? She couldn't stop smiling!
DH is mentally preparing for surgery. Everyone ask how he feels and he feels great, no pain or discomfort at all. In a way it would be easier for him if something was hurting and he could look to the surgery as a way to relieve pain. The symptom that got him to the doctor was blood in his urine. As our son said, men don't even hesitate when they suspect trouble in the "man department." And this from the DS that knew all the proper names for parts when he was two! Anyway, that symptom led to further tests and then to the diagnosis of invasive bladder cancer.
Would like to see the meteor shower tonight but don't think it will be visible with our monsoon overcast. The last time it was around DH and I sat outside and tried to count all we saw - there's one, look another one, did you see that one until finally we fell silent and watched with awe the beauty of nature.
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Hum, I left a comment...Steve is setting the alarm to watch...guess I am too. I am proud of DD too.
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