My New Bungalow

Well it has been quite the weekend. With the help of Mom, Dad, Carol, & Michael we managed to make a beautiful master bedroom for me in the dining room. Thank you! Cali is totally out of sorts but as I type this she is sleeping on my lap and seems to be much more settled. I don’t blame her for being out of sorts because I feel out of sorts. As long as we are together it doesn’t matter where.

I found this whole process pretty hard physically and emotionally but I really need to come to grip with my reality. I am struggling with stairs, chores, groceries and am depending on my oxygen more during the day. Since Edmonton I have felt overwhelmed with my life and now I am making some changes. I HATE that I have to make these changes because my health sucks but I know I need to help myself. Alas I have a bedroom in my dining room. As I was packing down some clothes and toiletries to my new room I couldn’t help but feel sad, like I am abandoning a life I once had. This has brought me to tears tonight. I am happy that I have done this but I just feel closer to death an that scares me. I’m so very tired of this fight and today was a long hard fight. I know a good nights sleep will help me sort through these feelings as everything always seems more tragic at night. Tomorrow a new dawn and new start. Here are some candid shots of the transformation. Adapt or die.

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