This morning was much busier than Dick likes to see it. Especially when he has to come along for all the things that are happening. It was all the way up to 23 degrees when Chelsea and I went out for our walk. She turned back after the first cul de sac however which surprised me but I did not argue as there was a lot going on.

We left just before 8AM to go to the lab at Sheboygan Clinic for Dick's blood test. Then we got some breakfast. He was a LITTLE miffed because they did not ask if he had so it was all for naught. Back to the clinic for Dick's blood count. As expected, his count was off because of the antibiotics. It was low. He is not to change anything because there is an appointment with Dr. Phelan next week and this may change things.

Our last appointment at the clinic was with Dr. Hodous who trimmed his calouses and fixed that split nail. He says the calouses look pretty good. They are not as deep, so the shoes seem to be relieving the pressure.

Our next stop was two drug stores. One to pick up some supplies for Mother (I will take them to her tomorrow.) and the other to pick up the new antibiotics that Dick has to take.

Second last stop was the bank where I picked up some money for expenses AND for our trip to Door County tomorrow.

Lastly we went grocery shopping at the Pig.

Whew - were we ever glad to be home.

I was remembering how Bret changed in 8th grade. He was such a happy boy, loved school, played hard was always polite and liked his teachers. Then in the middle of 8th grade, he suddenly got sullen, he hated school, he didn't like the teacher that he had liked at the beginning of the year. He was just very different. One day, there was a school picnic or something and I was talking to his teacher. I told the teacher that the pleasant, happy boy who had lived with me for 13 years had moved out over the past couple of months and this strange sullen unhappy kid had moved in in his place. He laughed and said that he was used to it. Teaching kids that are that age is getting them just when the hormones kick in. They want to be good in school but they don't want ANY of their friends to know that they are. They suddenly notice that girls exist and they feel totally out of place everywhere. It passes. Bret finally got over it sometime in high school.

Tomorrow, Dick and I will leave for Door County and a room with a hot tub and fireplace with breakfast brought to our room for two whole days.

Yippee. I will try to post just before we leave.

Love

Mary