He can drive me crazy, and at the dinner with our friends on his last night here, I was seriously offput by his behavior. But once I dropped him off at the ferry, my world and this house felt empty and lonely. Our bond is of steel. Now I wait another year for him to return. Today will be a better day. Thank goodness for Zoom.
Sheba and I walked early in the morning after I had finished washing all the dishes from the party. We took a short walk and when we came home, Steve was up. He packed and I had a nap, then we went for a walk with Sheba in my favourite meadow before driving to the ferry terminal to drop him off.
When we got home, it was lunch time, but with a difference. Yesterday was day two of no treats for the cats. All they get is the hypoallergenic food because Ethel is still licking her fur off. For both lunch and dinner, I had leftovers from our dinner party, but after dinner, I had the last of my delicious cake. It was the hit of the party. It was another of my rolled meringue cakes with lemon curd and mint inside. Yum!
From 1:30 to 3:30 I watered the gardens. I face the same today and tomorrow, but then I hope to get a break because the weather is predicted to change, and the change will last a few days. I am, we all are here on Gabe, keen for rain. When the watering was done, I took Sheba for a walk in Elder Cedar. Then, of course, it was time for dinner, dessert and a movie.
Things are getting very exciting at STAMMA. Now that I’m a leader of the group with Tracey, STAMMA’s new communications person reached out to us by email. Tracey was quick to reply. She told Marilyn, the new staff person, that I was also a leader and that she wanted the three of us to have a Zoom meeting asap. When I replied, I did so at length. I explained that I factually do not stutter, and I provided her with the bio of the expert who said so. I’ve spoken with Dr. Maguire twice.
Then I told her why our group was so important, and I gave her a list of the diseases, accidents and medical procedures and treatments that can lead to late onset stuttering like mine. And then I told her I wanted STAMMA to communicate with appropriate targets to build awareness of the ever-increasing community of late-onset speech disorders, and I volunteered my writing and research services.
When I finished writing my email, I silently thanked Dr. Dorscheid, prednisone and Tezpire for eradicating my sense of impending slow death. I feel much more alive and I’m happy that I still have a functional future.
Today is another fucking sunny day. I pray for days like today all Winter, but when they come, I get sick of them when the sunny and hot weather lasts too long. I was giddy that clouds were predicted for Sunday, but now we get more sunshine until Tuesday. Sigh. So, that means lots of watering again today.
But we shall walk with our friends and our dogs this morning and Colleen is coming to do some gardening for me after the walk. I want to chill for as much of the day as I can. I want my bursitis to heal, and I want to recover from the hyper active week with Steve.
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| My dinner at Mahle House. |
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| Fat moi and Steve at Mahle House. |
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| Sheba and moi at Silva Bay to eat at the Firetruck Grill. |
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| Our dinner al fresco with Eoin (L), François, and Jay (in the hat). |
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| SteveFrançois and Jay. |
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| SteveSteve and François. |
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| All of us. |
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| Sheba and moi with Regina and Nola on our morning dog walk together. |
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