Ty has work again, so does Jag and so does Lori and so do I. All four of us working away today. Dixie had a rough day, she kept calling saying she was in a strange place and we needed to come get her. I went down and visited for a good 45 minutes. Upon leaving when I told her there’s no place for me to take her, she told me she wouldn’t forget this and that she hated my guts. I laughed it off and told her “no you don’t”, but she was sure she did. Good news is she’ll forget she even said that to me. It’s so sad though as she clearly, in her head, thought she was somewhere she shouldn’t be. I tried to show her things of hers to help ground her but she had a comeback for everything, like, “they have those paintings in every hotel”. Not much we can do except go see her today. Three times yesterday we realized she didn’t have her oxygen on. We pay for them to check this so Lori will call today. That makes a big difference.
It was hot yesterday, in the 90’s. More today before a cool down tomorrow and Wednesday. We’ll take it. Not much else going on, I’m off to Denver in 40 minutes or so, so time to go. Almost halfway through June. In 90 days, it’ll be mid-September, wow. Summer’s go faster than winters these days, ugh. Have a great day, GB.