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Mar. 6th, 2020 09:23 pmWe watched the Mr. Rogers movie, which is now on our TV, last night. It was very affecting, very emotional for both of us for various reasons. Perhaps as a result, I had the nicest dreams last night. One was about a hospital/clinic where I was participating in a project, and we actually learned to heal people's brains. My old friend Bear was alive again and was there (in real life he had brain surgery for pituitary cancer), and he was all healed up. I was so happy. The process was surprisingly simple, and I sure wish I remembered the details of that one! It involved meditation and letting go of the past. We were discussing the fact that many doctors--especially brain surgeons--would probably not believe it worked, because it was too simple. In the second dream, we had traveled to another planet where there was a new colony. The people were all so handsome and kind. They had worked out a system of living where everyone was taken care of. The only fly in the ointment was that there were supervisors who came around and collected a percentage at intervals, so the colonists had to work on producing things they weren't really interested in, just to pay off the investors. But they were developing a plan to free themselves. And they agreed to let us stay with them and not tell the supervisors of our alien presence. I couldn't believe our good luck in getting to start over in a place like this.
This morning, the Sparrowhawk had a visit to the physical therapist. This time, it was a reboot of his Parkinson's therapy. They do a recheck every little while. They're going to work on a few things with him over the next couple of months. When he came back, we went to the grocery store and stocked up on various things we needed. The Sparrowhawk had a book club meeting at 6, so we went back to the fish fry early and got takeout. The line was long even though we were early, but at least we got to park in the parking lot. The walleye was still excellent. While the Sparrowhawk was away, I cleaned up the kitchen and put away stuff that had to be carried down to the basement. Now we're tired.
This morning, the Sparrowhawk had a visit to the physical therapist. This time, it was a reboot of his Parkinson's therapy. They do a recheck every little while. They're going to work on a few things with him over the next couple of months. When he came back, we went to the grocery store and stocked up on various things we needed. The Sparrowhawk had a book club meeting at 6, so we went back to the fish fry early and got takeout. The line was long even though we were early, but at least we got to park in the parking lot. The walleye was still excellent. While the Sparrowhawk was away, I cleaned up the kitchen and put away stuff that had to be carried down to the basement. Now we're tired.
