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July 27, 2002-12:22 p.m. Today is shaping up to be a pretty good day! *Reader wonders if perhaps something has happened to Sa and an evil imposter has taken her place* Sure, my entire week at work was one Connie Frickin� Francis horror after another, but the weekend will be a respite from all of that, an oasis, if you will. And no, I�m not hanging with the Gallagher brothers. Mom is really showing marked signs of improvement this week. Daddy took her to the doctor on Tuesday because despite being on several of the insulin-helper drugs, her blood sugar was still very high (464). Kudos to Daddy for realizing that this was not something he should wait upon and calling the doctor. Who says you can�t teach an old dog new tricks? Anyway, the doctor put my mom on insulin for the time being and it really seems to have helped her. She has more energy now. The physical therapist was out on Thursday and told Mom that she is doing so well that she only anticipates having to make two more visits. She is walking a lot better. We went out to the front porch this morning and she sat on the swing for a little while before it got too hot. She had a re-check yesterday with the doctor and he told her that she could go out of the house on errands with Daddy if she stayed in the car with the air conditioning running. They have gone into town to the post office as I write this. All in all, I�m very optimistic about her progress and again, thank you all for your kind thoughts. **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
