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The funeral is over, maybe now a wedding

Uncle George's memorial was the event of the month and it has definitely taken all my energy to get back to blogging. It was worth the trip. I was able to assert that family meant something. Even if I do not know what the meaning is. I got to see cousins that were surprised to see me and my own family had to deal with some disbelief and I did it in less than nine hours. I did get awfully sick and it has taken me some time to get back to the typewriter. I had a kenalog shot, I got a machine to help with my neuropathy and by the grace of God survived a double where I had to give out meds at Walbridge. It was daunting. I am proud of my accomplishment. Now I get ready to go home and decide if I can survive tomorrow a twelve hour shift. I am trusting God's leading. I also had a busy day with Bob, who was my one to one. I am surviving. I got a whopper and drink for my trouble and who knows what tomorrow brings?!!