Tuesday, May 6, 2025 – Day 266

Tuesday, May 6, 2025

Good morning, my friends and family.

You won’t believe this—well, maybe you will, but I still don’t. I had just finished Shadow Prey, updated the blog with this info, and was thinking I had a couple days to wander off into other books.

Somebody—whoever you are, reveal yourself!—had other plans. A courier shows up, Bear goes bonkers barking (seriously, why do dogs treat every delivery like a federal raid?), and a package lands on the porch. Yep. Book #3: Eyes of Prey.

Now I’m wondering—when might I finish this series? Could I read them all this year? Probably. Will I remember them all? Probably not. Does it matter? Also probably not. What does matter is that I get pulled into a story and away from ALS, even if just for a while. That’s the magic of reading—hands down better than TV.

Although, like TV, when things get creepy and overly gruesome, I find myself turning away—or in this case, skimming fast. I don’t need vivid, slow-motion descriptions of bloodletting. I still remember the photos I took of Kim’s C-Section when Nicole was born. That was the last time I could stomach anything to do with an operation. I get goosebumps even thinking about the surgical part of that birth. So now when a scalpel comes out…I turn away immediately and mute the volume just in case.

So today, I’m reading and distracting myself, and I’m grateful for it. Thank you to whoever is making sure I stay lost in fiction instead of in my head. It works… at least until I stand up and reality comes waltzing back in. Well…it’s really a wobble, with my feet doing an electric slide to wherever I’m trying to go.

Tomorrow, I’ll share what came out of the Zoom call with Peggy—next steps for managing and living with the progression of ALS. But for now, I’ve got a murder mystery to solve.

Have a great Tuesday.

Love you guys! ❤️

Today’s photos. Dinner at Georgio’s last Friday. Barb was there, but she was waylaid on her way out and missed the photo.

And a couple photos of Coco…just because.