There ain't nuthin' like...

[oldsoldierfadingfast]

your own bed! Got discharged from hospital this past week - discharge diagnosis - 'fading at a faster pace than usual'. But, after a week, I bounced back overnight - just as quickly as overnight, I had gone down.
Think my biggest problem now is Henry (the 13 yo Yorkie that owns me). His caretakers spoiled him rotten while I as gone. He wants to be hand or spoon fed on the sofa. He gained wt, to 4. 8 lbs and the vet wants him back to his usual 4 lbs. He wants to be picked up and put on the sofa/bed rather than using his steps. AND, he is not talking to me right now as one the first things I did when I got home was to cut his nails, trim his hair (it was dragging the floor about 2 inches) and give him a bath.
About a month before the hosp. trip, my friend, Grace, found a lady to come 4 hours/day, 4 days/week. She is an Angel! In her 1st week, she rid my house of a 10 year collection of pollen and dust, washed all my windows and now has begun working on my clutter.
She, too, has some problems which I fortunately could help her resolve as she was helping me resolve mine. Our worst problem turned out to be that she is a day person and I am a night owl. Now, she lets me sleep until its time for me to call Grace and let her know I am still alive or else have EMTs knocking on my door; then she awakens me with a cup of coffee in her hand.
I was wrong; there is something better than your own bed; it is having what some people call having 'true friends'. However, I KNOW they are really 'Angels in disquise'. They supply the work/help I need while letting me think I am still capable of living alone and being independent! Right now, I would roll on the floor laughing at myself if I thought I could get back up again.