I feel like such an invalid. When Mary saw me last night she said I looked great. I was walking and standing upright. I think she was expecting that I might be hunched over, using a cane. I admit to worrying about that happening.
Elaine doesn't have either a phone line or cable right now, so hasn't brought her computer to her new digs. She is making up her mind about how she wants to connect.
And here I am foggy again, not remembering what I was going to say here. So unusual for me.