Birds and tiny burials. Endless medical expenses. Sales/shares still desperately needed.

Photo copyright Aji, 2018; all rights reserved.

Sometimes, you just gotta stand your ground.

I took that through the window this morning, which gives you an idea of how clear they are. So clear, in fact, that when I went outside, I found the junco who had smacked into it earlier, right below. Yes, we buried her with full honors. We have to get those red things to put on the windows to keep the birds from hitting them, at least those here in the living room; they don't seem to be running into any but these, but it needs to stop.

She-Wolf seems to be doing pretty well, all things considered, although her BG was jacked way high this morning. I've had to be the bad guy on treats, even those that are pure protein, until we can separate out what's the new food, what's the meds, and what might be just higher numbers from the tumors themselves. She'll have her follow-up this week (and hopefully, so will I). And there is just no end to the bills.

So we still need all the shares and all the sales we can drum up right now, and will for quite a while. There'll be no new work on the house for some time yet, obviously. BTW, Wings has new pieces in the works, items I will likely be posting all next week, so keep checking back. Here are the links; please continue to share them consistently: 

• Tonight's post elsewhere (just an image tonight, with a smart-ass title);
• A way to buy me coffee (which actually goes to She-Wolf's & my medical bills);
• Wings's direct PayPal link;
• Wings's site, for sales;
• Wayfair gift cards, to replenish all the furnishings that the RV has destroyed in one way or another.
• Partial registry #1, from Bed, Bath and Beyond. There are new kitchen-y things on it now, stuff that I didn't realize we'd need to replace (either because the RV ruined it or because we gave it away when we had to downsize).
• Partial registry #2, from Wayfair. There are some things left on both registries that I thought by now I might be able just to buy outright, but medical bills (mine and She-Wolf's both) have to come first.

I am no more functional than I was a few days ago — less, in fact, although we can't pin down why. I mean, we know it's all part of whatever happened to me in November; it's just that no one can figure out what that is, much less how to fix it. It makes me feel old and decrepit, especially given that I can't take 20 steps without getting short of breath, and I still can't lift or carry anything, which means I'm utterly useless around here. I'm using a cane routinely now when we run errands, and sometimes I just have to stop and sit, because I just can't stand upright another minute. It's profoundly maddening. Still, it's a gift to wake up each morning, even when the wind chills are teens or below; on mornings like this, you get glitter.  Thanks, everybody, from both of us, for everything. Special thanks to the kind soul who dropped some in PayPal again overnight; we see you. 



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