In the seven minutes between home and the hospital, I managed to miss Maggie‘s band on TV at the Macy’s Parade in New York. The nurses had been saving me a spot right in front of the TV just in case, but since I missed it anyway, I’m in a quieter chair off to the side. And now they are re-running my type and cross because of some sort of problem. It’s just that kind of day. VERY thankful for neighbors Carolyn Kent Waterbury and Michelle E Troscianiec Braun and the Wileys and the Halls and everybody on Devon Drive who are bringing dinner at 3…. and of course, thankful especially for the O negative people who donated all these red cells for my transfusion today.
Here’s the Pride of the Mountains in the parade:
(Ann O hopes the link works but makes no promises.)