I don't recognize myself anymore. Because the self I am now is old.
I'm going to sit with a friend at a hospital today while her husband has surgery. In preparation, I packed like I'm leaving for the weekend. The only thing I'm leaving behind is pajamas and a curling iron.
I basically ate two breakfasts. I was worried I would get hungry too early, so I felt the need to "bolster" myself against dehydration and starvation. Because you know, people in hospital waiting rooms die of starvation and dehydration all the time.
I packed two pairs of glasses. One for reading and one for seeing far away. But I'm actually wearing contacts. I guess I am determined to see today. Good goal.
I will not bore you with the rest. I'm just sayin', you know you're old when small escapades become a big deal.
That is all. Must finish packing. Must find my shawl because I get so cold ....