Still trying to start eating solid food again. It is a real challenge to have to eat a particular kind of diet for the pancreatitis and another particular kind of diet because of the Warfarin. Trying to successfully combine the two makes my brain hurt.
My brother still wants to have his surgery this week, but we know the doctor won't operate on a drunk patient so the surgery probably won't happen.
I cleaned out my roll-top desk today. It was Marshall's desk and I hadn't really touched it after he died. All of the files are in his handwriting. It was so sad. And in one of the drawers I found two dog collars - one was Coco's and one was Marlee's. So the desk was triple sad. I miss them all so much.
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