we got rhythm
As you can see from his thank you toon, Toonman is home.
B's taxi service picked us up around noon
it snowed overnight into the morning
the sun was shining
we were finally headed home.
Thanks, Mayor Mike for getting the sandspreaders out early this time
When we got home Jack hung back but Rose was front and center.
all the photos in this post were shot with my iPhone
I didnt have my camera.
I am never without my camera.
I didnt take a purse so I didnt have my camera.
I had schlepped all his clothes up before B came to get us
so Toonman could get dressed
B wouldnt have to double park for however long.
Dont you love it when a plan comes together?
Rose was thrilled to have her Big Cat home.
Jack hung back at first but they were snuggling on the couch this afternoon
has been so wonderful.
Last nite Toonman had what now know was an anxiety attack.
He got so worried something was wrong that he couldnt sleep even with Xanax
he was wheezing and whistling all night.
Peggy said call her if we needed and we needed.
She got an chest x-ray (clear!) and had radiology call her to come read it there.
She told him that she wanted him to relax, that everything was okay, not to worry ..
she banned him from sitting at the computer,
she wants him sitting with his legs up
or taking walks outside at least twice a day.
While I went to get more perscriptions filled, he took a nap.
Then we watched The Kings Speech.
Such a fabulous film.
Derek Jacobi years ago starred in I, Claudius and he ages over the series.
Well, in The King's Speech Jacobi plays the Archbishop
looks exactly the way he did as an old man in I, Claudius
except now they didnt need to age him.
Real life aged
looking the way the character he played when he was younger was aged.
Is that not freaky?
And Colin Firth I just love him.
I think I have given up George Clooney for Colin Firth.
Toonman is asleep,
its been a long day,
he did a lot of walking.
He was amazed at how weak he feels, how slowly his body is insisting he go.
Not to get sloppy here,
this is the hot French nephrologist ...
no Chanti or fava bean jokes!