Promises

Hard to deny your kids. Youngest asked yesterday if I would take her to the Y today to swim. She remembered today and reminded me, so I had to live up to it. She can sort of swim, dogpaddling and diving down, but can sometimes be urged into a two stroke crawl. Even though I am not, in my opinion, ready to swim, we went.

It was fun. The bubble seems warm when you enter, but a few minutes in the pool reminds you they keep it cool because swimming is heavy exercise. My muscles reminded me, too. Calves have been mooing at me all day from the excessive toe-raises yesterday. Not too many, but enough to know I did them. Tomorrow I expect to be hearing from my shoulders, abs and other regions.

My niece, who I first met back nearly 20 years ago when she was still in diapers, is engaged. July 12 of this year. Lots of time flying. Possibility of both girls being junior bride's maids or somesuch excuse to wear a fancy dress.

And the day ends with my mother-in-law's birthday dinner. Then I ran home to grab up my unused pain meds (from my hernia, both pre- and post-op) for her, to get her through to her diagnostic on Tuesday. I am sure my wife is happy to have those meds out of the house, too. Not that I have had thoughts that way lately, but having 30+ tabs of Vicodin and equivalents lying around could do for me if I had a mind.

Finally, the breathing machine update. I am used to it, sleeping much better. The past couple of days I have lay down on the bed in the afternoon, and while I thought about a nap, I didn't sleep. I had a choice, and control, over my falling asleep, when in the past I would have crashed and burned without knowing it was about to happen. Nice, that.