So much going on.
We didn't go driving yesterday, but hope to go within the next couple of days. But Kelly was here all afternoon, which was very nice.
Jason and Lyssa played their guitar and viola for us. I've always loved to hear Jason sing, and he sang several songs for us yesterday as he played his guitar. He sang Vince Gill's Pocket Full of Gold (my dad's favorite), Knocking on Heaven's Door (Dylan) and Down In A Hole (Alice in Chains). He should put his songs on You Tube. He has a beautiful voice. We sat downstairs most of the day.
The social worker came out in the late afternoon. She was very nice, but extremely talkative. Kelly said maybe she gleaned some information from us while we all chatted. I don't know. :o) I was awfully tired by the time she left. She's getting us a handicapped tag for the car.
My sister Johnnie is coming tomorrow, and maybe her son is coming with her. I'm looking forward to seeing them.
Sandi and Mom are coming back this weekend, also. And maybe one of Sandi's sons. I've certainly caused an uproar, haven't I?
The health aide will be out in the morning. Ron has transformed the bathroom where the shower is by taking off the door (now the wheelchair can go in there). He also removed the glass shower doors and put in the transfer bench which arrived last night. That should make showering so much easier for me.
I don't hesitate to let my sweet family know when I'm becoming overwhelmed. Sometimes it gets to be a little too hectic in my room, with grands coming and going, talking, fussing, whining or arguing, and adults doing one thing or another. All I have to say is, "Time to go out now," and little ones are ushered out, along with the big ones, the door is shut and I have some peace and quiet. They are so sweet.
Happy Thursday, y'all.