A winning combination

Physiotherapy went well as usual, although Gilly was visibly fatigued. Thi seemed genuinely concerned. I put in a call for Nelda to ask for further dietary advice, but we played telephone tag all day. I hope to connect with her tomorrow. Luckily, there were no stomach complaints today. I filled the prescription for a hormone that he will take for a few weeks to see if it helps to stimulate appetite.

Our trip up north went ahead as scheduled since the power was restored to our region. We escaped the steamy city and are living in the lap of luxury. We were surprised to see our Torontonian friends Shelley, Morris and their sweet Jacqueline when we pulled into Birch Point. Shelley and I have been friends and neighbours since she was 3 and I was 4; Birch Point is greatly enhanced (which is quite a feat, since it’s paradise to begin with) when she makes an appearance with her gang.

I went for a short swim with John and his friend Steve, then a longer one on my own to wash the city from my body. Later on I indulged in a ‘ladies swim’ with Sheryl (who initiated the whole affair), Shelley and Jacqueline. It was more than delightful; my special cousin, good friends, old and dear, dear friends and Grand Lac Long. What a winning combination.

Gilly retired to the couch for a snooze, but it was for a relatively short period, so I was not as alarmed as yesterday. We dined with Shelley et al. Gilly consumed a larger portion than usual (more than likely due to the company / atmosphere). A special start to what I hope to be a grand weekend.