The flowers Peg has around our front door are waiting for her to come home, as are we.
Peg's doc is honing in on the source of her infection and the specific antibiotics to treat it. He says she'll feel much better when they get it dialed in. She was a little zoomy tonight, but I think it was fatigue...she got a shower in today, which she said was "heaven," but it zapped her.
Zoë's been slogging through Upton Sinclair's The Jungle and has been regaling us with the gross parts (and there are sooooo many gross parts). She's been with me every time we visit Peg and is such a lively, fun kid. Tomorrow we're going to do a daddy/daughter bike ride on the American River Trail.
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Dear Peggy, Eric & Zoe... we are out there, the wind beneath your wings. Love to all, Caroline & Bill
Peggy - those flowers are beautiful! I read The Jungle a couple of months ago and it was pretty hard to get through. Makes one want to be a vegetarian.
Love, Aunt Janis
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