home.
i've not had time to think or write or do much of anything but fall back into the routine of caring for the ladies, worrying about them... miss ruby keeps falling, and getting her up is difficult, she has no strength in her legs.
i've been put into the position of spending nights.... finally, we've arranged for a night nurse, so, there is the joy of being home again in the evenings.
with all of this, i'm good.
just swamped.
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Ah, here she is back up to almost 6000 feet.
Don’t know how much Miss Ruby weighs, but I do know from experience with my dad, that even in the featherweight class, it’s more difficult to get them back to standing than one would ever imagine.
Well, Q, I’m glad you’re good, even in the swamp. You’ve been good in trying times, so why not the swamp? ; )
am glad abt the nurse.
fragile, these sorts are.
tc.
Welcome home, boddhisattva.
Hang in there.
Yes, do hang in there!
You know, it seems that all you do is traveling....
Hi Quin. Miss you. Love you.
Hang in there!
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