Nikki is doing well, she will be coming home tomorrow. Spent most of the day with her. We were walking the halls and she was doing well until someone in a room nearby died and we went to her room and pulled the curtain. That is too private a moment to share with people walking the halls.
Came home and Nikkis boys had brought a drum set over and the drums, guitars and a CD were more than I could stand. The house was shaking on its foundation. My head was pounding and I retired to my car to read. I feel bad but I could not take it. The boys seemed to understand, I just can not take that nolse in a confined area. Between that and lilacs my head is pounding and I think I might be whining.
Happy Sunday to all.