Tuesday

I've got my little volunteer gig going for the women's shelter's store. They were very nice and welcoming. It came at the nick of time as I was getting quite in the dumps with too much time on my hands thinking negative thoughts.
Which brings me to the opposite: "L" continues to recover in NYC. She should be well enough to come back to IL next week "as soon as a bed opens up" at a Northwestern affiliated hospital in the city. She was able to sit up for an hour without use of assisted breathing. She still cannot talk but she told her mom (in writing) that it has stopped her from chewing her cuticles so it appears her sense of humour is intact which I'm very grateful for.

So with that I'll bid you all well.