MLB and I just returned from an outing almost totally unrelated to her ongoing recuperation. Our youngest granddaughter’s 8th birthday is approaching, as is Easter. MLB wanted to get some gifts for the little one, and some Easter cards. We were also in need of some items in the Charmin paper products category. So, we went to Target, and got everything on the list, and then some.
I’d forgotten what shopping is like when she’s along. I guess what she does is in fact shopping; what I do is buying. My goal is go get in, get what I need, and get back out. With her, it’s more of a journey unto itself. I did mage a huge discovery, while she shopped. I was roaming the aisles, and discovered that Target carries Shiner Bock. At a buck a six-pack less than the Harris-Teeter. It’s only sold warm; modern in-home refrigeration renders that a non-issue.
So, we’re back. The Shiner is in the fridge, the paper products are stored. The only thing related to her ongoing care was a box of 50 disposable latex gloves; they are in their place, along with the other wound dressing supplies.
Normalcy returns; slowly, it seems. But it returns.
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