Sunday AM

Steve got some sort of manual off the internet last night to set up my c-pap machine (which I've had for several years), and I slept like a baby.  I don't think I even turned over all night.
It would have been nice to have it during the last year of all this suffering.
I slept most of the day yesterday.  Steve took me to a restaurant in Jefferson City, and I fell asleep at the table several times.  I don't know what initiated this narcolepsy, but it's troublesome.  I hesitate to drive.
One reason might be my high blood sugar (it is) or it may be the utter exhaustion I have from the chemotherapy.  I'm tired all the time.
Steve sanded on the floors while I napped on the cot in his office at Creekside.  Even the noise of the sander going didn't disturb me.
I got an eviction notice from the legal center and put it on the door of the trailer where John has been living, but I think they might already be gone.  They didn't return a key, and they had changed the locks, so I'm now going to have to get a locksmith to go up there and get me in.
Lynn is coming on Monday!  I so look forward to her visit.  She's fun, bubbly, sweetly accomodating, and shares many interests with me.  Steve has to leave out on Monday, so we will have a girl's week of doing our crafts and going to re-sale shops. She's laways so much fun, and a great boost to me, especially now.


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