Shaky...

So much better than yesterday but still having a hard time walking across the room. I get so dizzy. So shaky. I should probably have a protein drink but that would mean walking across the living room to the kitchen. I just tried to take my breakfast dishes to the kitchen but had to put them down before I dropped them. I’ve been on the couch most of the day. Jerry went to a fly-in in Pennsylvania. So glad he went. He needs to hang out with more people than just me. He postpones so much to make sure I’m okay. I appreciate it, believe me. I know sending him on errands up and down the steps is far easier for him than it is for me, but it is such a big deal! He got me yogurt and blueberries last evening, going downstairs right after he had come up to check on me. Despite all the crap going on I know how lucky I am. I think about my friend Jeannie in California. She had an open abdominal surgery yesterday. Our friend Dave took her to the hospital and visited later in the day, but her kids are back east and she will go home on her own with her geriatric dog. At a different point in my life I would have flown out there. While I wouldn’t call what I’m experiencing denial, at times I do feel as if I’m watching a movie. Is this really my life? What will happen in the next scene? I guess I know that whatever it is, I will deal with it. And I’m so fortunate that I am not dealing with it on my own.