I had another good night's sleep last night, and a very pleasant surprise when Marty asked me what I wanted for breakfast. I asked for cinnamon raisin toast, but with a smile he suggested biscuits, which I guess he picked up sometime in this travels yesterday, and which I enjoyed a lot. Ann arrived about eleven and Marty went out to run some more errands just when Angela arrived for my Reiki treatment. I lay down on the daybed and closed my eyes and as Angela started by putting her hands gently on my head I went into a reverie. Several times I briefly opened my eyes, surprised that she was still here, continuing to touch me lightly, and when she really was done, I asked if she would get the small blanket from the living room because I was sure I could drift off to sleep. The little down comforter that I meant was actually on my bed, so she brought me a lightweight thermal blanket instead. My head was on a couple of very stiff foam rubber pillows, which I usually find very uncomfortable (the pillows on my bed are down, and what I always describe as "squishy"), despite that, I slept for about two hours, only waking up when Florence called, followed a few minutes later by Marty. I still felt wonderfully relaxed, but went back to lie in my bed. I still feel that I could fall back to sleep easily, but since Marty is bringing dinner soon (from Whole Foods), I may as well stay awake. I had Ann give me a little snack before she left.
We're definitely going to need more PCAs. Ann's new semester schedule means she's available Monday afternoons and Friday mornings, and Susan can come most afternoons (but not all). I'm scared there will come a time when I don't want to be left alone and no one is available. I am getting weaker, it's just happening so slowly it's hard to see.
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Hi Judi,
ReplyDeleteAm very curious about these biscuits you mention so often, wonder what they look like and what texture they are.
Hope you have a good day tomorrow.
Love,
Herrad
Dear Harrad,
ReplyDeleteBiscuits are an American southern tradition (I'm not a southerner). Basically they're flour, shortening (butter, preferably), and liquid (often buttermilk). They're rolled out lightly and cut into rounds, then baked. The ideal biscuit is light and fluffy. Southerners eat them with gravy but I prefer butter.
In the UK, people use the word biscuits for what Americans call cookies. People from that part of the world might not realize that what Americans call biscuits are soft and bread-like.
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