Energy Level

 I had some energy yesterday, but I used it all to mow. Mowing my little patches of grass takes less than a hour. It was the 5 battery changes and going up and down the steps that was draining my energy.

I took some Melatonin, hoping it would allow me to ease into a peaceful sleep. It didn't. I lay there awhile, hope running deep, and listened to all the tiny sounds of a house and the creatures in it. Eddie was alert. He somehow knows when I am awake, no matter how still I might be. HeWho is my lifemate is woefully unaware of my sleeplessness. He will say he didn't sleep either at the end of a restless night for me. Does he forget that I am wide awake and know if he is?

I finally get up and after helping my short-legged friend to the floor, we make our way to the sofa where I will sip some herbal tea and we decide whether to watch TV or listen to a book. Eddie and I have read three books this week, all mysteries.

I made my way back to bed at nine this morning. It is 1:00 now and HeWho is being very considerate, questioning me about what I want to eat. I know he is trying to be helpful, but I find it annoying. Allergies are making him sniff loudly and I finally tell him to go blow his nose before his head explodes. He has left, the man of the house in search of food. 

It is quiet now and Dora, the turtle and I stare at each other. I watched her carefully ascend onto her platform under her heat lamp. She has one of her front feet flat against her habitat, as if to wave at me. She knows where her daily worm comes from. She likes a cabbage leaf every other day or so, as well. She is growing.

I like silence. It leaves me free to think. My mind wanders, with no particular destination. I have managed to clear my patch of woods from underbrush, so much so that I can see the driveway through the window next to me. If I had some energy I would be up on that embankment planting the 3 limelight hydrangeas I bought Friday night on the way to our favorite eating establishment.

They are already over 2 feet tall and so lovely. I found them on Marketplace and I met the nicest lady. We could have talked for hours about flowers. Poetry! We stood until a light drizzle until HeWho was hungry started making noise about wanting to eat. I will go back another day. I have stacks of nursery pots that need to be recycled that I will take to her. I saw some other plants that need to come home with me. 

This past Friday I mustered up the necessary energy to tackle the making of the bed in the RV. That mattress hates me! It wedges tightly between the skinny night tables and I have to pull it down to put the fitted sheet on. I always seem to forget that the bottom of the mattress can fold in half making it easier until I have wrestled with it to get the sheet on. Then I tell myself that I will remember the next time. I won't. I put all the clean towels and other items that have been waiting to be put away where they belong. Everything has to be secured or it will fly around when the we are on the road.

HeWho has been yearning to take a trip and we plan to leave after my appointment Wednesday. Unfortunately, the trip is not for pleasure. We will be heading south, so we will be stopping along the way to see family and that part is good. But the purpose of the trip is to see our cousin. She needs some support. Her husband has been hospitalized for the past two months, closer to three. He needs a kidney, a liver and his stomach and part of his intestine. He is very sick. He has been in Miami, waiting to be evaluated for being put on the transplant list.

They are transferring him back to the hospital in Gainesville next week. I am afraid that they have decide he is too sick to be consdidered for the procedure. They have only told her that since she has no family or any friends in Miami, they are sending him back to where she has a support group around her. She is scared and alone in Miami. He continues to get worse daily. We were prepared to go to Miami, but I have yet to find an RV park close to the location of the hospital. I hate to say that I am relieved they will be sending him to Gainesville. Her brother lives there and it will be far easier to find a place to stay for us. They told her there are only two hospitals that do multi-organ transplants of the type he needs, one is in Miami and one in Washington state. It is not good news for him that he is being transferred.