Dinner with friends...who can ask for anything more?

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Today started out rough - a sugar low about 4 in the morning!  I shouldn't've been surprised, not with my calories being so low yesterday, but I was.  Good thing I still keep my jelly beans right beside my bed!  I ate a dozen or so of them, then drifted back to sleep.  Ron woke me, of course, to make sure I was okay before he left, but that was okay - I think I would have been more worried if he hadn't!  I went back to sleep again after that, and slept until almost eleven, with just a couple of potty breaks, so everything was back to an even keel.  I haven't had a sugar low in the middle of the night in a long, long time and it was freaky!  I should have known better than to take that pill when I took my night-time pills, since my calories were so low, but I didn't think, I just took all 6 pills.  Phooey!  I wish my brain would get back to being my brain.  I HATE not having a memory, or not thinking about something silly like this, when I should.  Blah.

After getting up, it was pretty much a normal day, with me getting up various times and playing on the pute, puttering around the house, and all that, and laying back down to rest my back.  Since we had dinner/supper plans, I was going to take a shower around 5, so the bathroom would be free for Ron when(ever) he got home.
After Josh did the thing with my pictures yesterday, I started thinking (yes, I know -- trouble!) and, sure enough, I lost some of my pictures by trying to move some things that I thought I could move now.  So, I had to text him and see if he could stop and fix my boo-boo.  I knew it would only take him 5 minutes and make me feel like the biggest dumbass on the planet, but - so be it.  It is what it is.  Ha!  He did stop, and fixed it, although he did have to dig out the flash drive and recover the pictures that way, since I had NO idea what was in the folder I deleted.  Seems that instead of deleting the folder, it deleted each picture separately, so I couldn't recover the folder, I had to recover each picture, and since I didn't know what they were, I couldn't recover them.  God!  He just got the flash drive out, and did his thing, and now they are back.  He told me -- in a very patient voice -- that he understood what I did, but QUIT IT.   Yep, my son loves me.

We were meeting our friends in Felicity, at the FeedMill Restaurant, at 6:30.  Ron finally texted me at ten til 6 that he was on 774 (on his way home), and then, when he got here, one of his buddies pulled in the driveway behind him to talk to him and he didn't get in the house til 10 after 6!  He quickly, very quickly, jumped in the shower, then got dressed and we took off.  I even climbed into the truck without the stool!  It doesn't feel real great when I do that, but I figure, with practice, it will get better.
We met our friends and we had a very, very nice dinner.  We each ordered an appetizer - them fried mushrooms, us loaded baked potato skins - and when we got those, we ordered our meals.  Ron got a steak hoagy with mushroom sauce and a side of fries.  I ordered just a pork tenderloin sandwich, and I stressed that to the waitress, just a sandwich, since I had the potato skins, but when it came out, it had chips on the side.  Ugh!  Bums me out when they do that!  I got a to-go box at the end and brought them home with us - saw no sense in wasting them!  There was one potato skin left, too, and I brought it home, too.  It will be good zapped for lunch tomorrow!
We sat there with our friends for close to 2 hours, just enjoying the evening, and talking and talking.  We haven't been able to do that for such a long time, mostly because of my back, but also because of things happening in both of our lives, too.  We, both couples, needed this time together so much and so bad.  I sure hope it was as 'good' for them as it was for us - as I told her, "we friends need to keep each other together, physically and spiritually" especially in times like these.
It was kinda funny - she apologized for not sending me a Get Well or Thinking of You card, although she had been praying for me just about every time she thought of me, and throwing in a prayer for Ron, for putting up with me, too, and I apologized to her for not even thinking about her, or them, at all, especially at the beginning of this, and they had so much going on that they needed the spiritual support of friends, too.
We both just laughed at each other.

That's what friends are for.  Unconditional love.  We KNOW the thoughts are there - we don't need to be told.  It's a great feeling.