Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Another early morning, and it feels like winter is setting in. We hadn’t reset the thermostat to allow for cool mornings and I found the house very cold. I managed the first hour in my studio with my slippers and a sweater, but when Pat took his first break we reset the thermostat and the furnace ran and ran before the temperature reached 71. For the second hour in my studio I wrapped myself up in my fleecy robe (with arm holes) that Elizabeth gave me for Christmas one year. I know what Dad would say, “Get your hands in some hot dishwater”.

I finished the rough draft for the photo book this morning. I have a bit more research to do on some names but for the most part it is just the photos that are left. I say “just the photos” knowing that between Pat and I we probably have close to three thousand of them!

Just after nine the hospital called to tell me Margaret is back is Powell River – she came by ambulance last night. She said she thought she’d never get here. All she could see were tree tops and, occasionally, she had a glimpse of a house somewhere. I find it a rather boring drive at the best of times, and I imagine in the back of an ambulance it would be much worse.

Although she doesn’t seem to remember much about her second heart attack, she looks good and was her chatty self. Some of the details of the two attacks are confused in her mind, and she didn’t remember that I had brought her to the hospital. She mentioned she had been given morphine (“Goodness knows what that was for!”), and she still seems surprised that she was in the Cardiac Unit.

I finished the binding on my Hallowe’en projects this morning and sat and did the hand stitching this afternoon. That’s another 144” for our Guild count.

It’s movie night tonight so I’ll post early and then go straight to bed when we get home. One more early morning this week.