Jean-Luc

Jean-Luc is my spoiled feline. The other day when I was helping HP move, I left my baby alone for the night.

When I got home, he was so happy to see me and he did the happy dance for me. Poor baby missed me.

He's very attached to me. He's been near me all this time, more so than usual. When I nap, he does also. 

When I sit on the futon, he jumps up in my lap and starts purring, and then he curls next to me for another nap.

When I sit in the recliner, he jumps up again and then he climbs up and lays on the top of the chair. He sees his world from there.

When I'm at the computer, he jumps in my lap. He hates it when I'm at the computer or when I'm on the phone, that's time for him and nobody else.

We have a great time with each other. He's been a lucky puss. I just know we're happy together.

Happy Holidays.

Chiffie out.

Cane

I've been very adventurous and have walked with out my cane. So far so good.

HP is trying to walk  without any help. The guy is anxious to get on with life. He uses the boot and uses a cane of his own.

The bell is rung sending all students to recess and we can start groups. I have my eye on a topaz ring.

Chiffie out.

Canas

Sorry I don't write everyday. Everything is redundant from one day to another.

Canas is Spanish for white hair. This was the reason I shaved off my beard, which had more white in it. Plus it makes me look younger.

So we all grow grey hair here and there. What threw me for a loop is that I found some canas in my eyebrows.

I do like the salt and pepper look and my barber left some sideburns with some canas. Looks very appealing. I must be Jewish because I have that look in my temples!

Chiflado out

Clinic Rounds

I had a busy day today. I went to the clinic and I went from one person to the other.

First in line, was the nutritionist who is concerned I'm not eating much, hence the weight loss. She also gave me some Glucerna and some vitamins.

Next was with my doctor. My t-cell count went up from 104 to 114. It's a small  step on the Yellow Brick Road.

After lunch I went back for the last visit du jour. I met up with Dr K who was my therapist. Big news is she's leaving the clinic for private practice. She's working until the end of the month. We talked about me and my concerns. It was a bitter sweet moment for us. Now I have to break in a new therapist in January.

Chiffie out.

Down-sizing

Okay, so I'm loosing weight. Nothing new there. Since I've started going to the clinic, I have lost 91 lbs. Jeanne is concerned because I lost 40 since the last time I saw her.

The other thing is I'm not as tall as I used to be. I used to say I'm 6'2. Well, now it seems I'm 6'1 or 6'0. I'm shrinking. Oh well, what's a girl to do? Wonder how much more I'll loose.

Chiffie out.