It's 8:00 am and I am still in my robe and slippers and on my second pot of coffee! That never happens on a week day, except when I'm on vacation!
One of the nice things about vacation is not having to set the alarm. . . but I don't know why I need an alarm clock with two live alarms clocks in the house in the form of two Black Labs!
Molly is holding her own. The medication seems to be working. I am not delusional. With the type of cancer she has, her days are numbered and I have accepted that. As long as she is not suffering and shows at least minimal interest in life, I will keep her alive.
For now, I'm going to have another cup of coffee and think about the things I have to look forward to in the New Year. My brain is enjoying the rest from the frantic, high pressure job I have at the Medical Center.
Go out and make it a Great Day!
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