WHEN WE WALK FROM THE PARKING LOT to our home in the Manor, this is what we see this time of year......agapanthus aplenty. And aren't they pretty?
Everywhere we step foot on the grounds, there's something lovely to see and there is no season without flowers blooming here.
My dream garden would be filled with blue and purple blooms.
On Tuesday a registered nurse came to acquaint us with the services his company can provide for the next two months. It came as a surprise to us, naive souls that we are.
The nurse came at 7 a.m. to leave plenty of time for us to get up the hill to see the cardiologist. I like to go in when Mr. Bob sees each doctor.......an extra pair of ears never hurt anything. I pass myself off as his interpreter. Dr. S. was pleasantly surprised to see that the patient wasn't in need of oxygen. He had predicted that it might be something he'd need the rest of his life.
|The higher the hair, the closer|
to God. That mop will
settle down once I sleep
Today's calendar square showed another doctor's appointment, this time with the oncologist. Rather than an expected weight loss, Mr. Bob had gained 2 pounds and the technician wondered aloud who was doing the cooking. I admitted that my persuasion had resulted in some meals that otherwise the patient would have skipped.