October 10, 2009

White Dog made one last effort to include herself in tonight's outing then sat on my shoulder to give me advice. "Do you have a jacket in case you get cold?" "Did dad put your oxygen in the car?" "Don't overdue it, when you get tired it is time to come home." "Please be careful, I will worry until you get back." Steve and Richard were taking me out to dinner...my first restaurant outing since before I went into the hospital in June. I was a little timid and nervous but we had all decided that it was time for me to exit my hermit's cave and to start getting out more. We went to a small low-key Bistro with great food and live music. The autumn night was perfect and my strength good. In fact, I made it the entire time without using oxygen! It was wonderful to get out for awhile but then I began to miss my worried white fluffy caregiver and knew it was time to wrap tings up for the night. White Dog checked me out thoroughly when I returned home...until she sniffed the box I was carrying. "Yes, White Dog, I brought you home a lamb shank!" Certain that all was well, off she went to enjoy her piece of the night.