For many years Cowboy was always up an hour or two before me and he had his paper and coffee and usually fixed his own breakfast. A rare occasional weekend would find us still in bed and we could snuggle and lay together. Now that he is usually not up before me I scoot over and lay next to him and we snuggle and share a few moments of closeness. I think he does get a lot from it and I know I do. It makes some of this a bit more bearable to maintain that connection.
Today I am feeling a little down. Don't know why. Sunday was a nice quiet day. We sat on the patio and enjoyed the sun. We read the Sunday paper and we watched the Masters on TV. I have a few household chores to do.
Gena is here giving him a bath, shaving him, putting lotion and cream on his dry skin. This is a fellow that used to have legs like tree trunks because he ran several miles most days. Now they are so thin. All of him is so thin. But he is still a good looking man for 81. I miss his beautiful hair. When we met he had this full head of wavy hair that was dark with just a touch of grey. Now he has very little hair and we have it cut short to facilitate keeping him tidy.
Tomorrow will be a busy day. We have an appointment at 9:30 in the morning for an evaluation at the VA. It is about 30 miles through the city in heavy traffic. Tomorrow afternoon my band is coming over to jam.
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