Even though depression sucks I made myself go to techshop and get my sex pads made today. They are the same thing as incontinence pads except softer and prettier and intended for use during sex, for those of us who have considerable incontinence during sex and find that putting a towel down is not adequate to keep the bed confortable enough to sleep in later. And being a middle-aged woman, I do like to sleep later, the young people can have those all night boink sessions.
For exercise today I took a walk around the neighborhood, which of course led to going into Sally's shop and talking with her for a while about what's going on with me. She gives good hugs and good ear. She asked me if I would like to sit with her brother Raymond who is getting a bone barrow transplant and doesn't have any friends. I said I would try it.
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