And luckily, Nana was able to get out and go to Fisher's Island with Paul, Tanya, and Jill (Tanya's roommate). Nana just got back and reported that she had a wonderful day - so many thanks Paulster for showing the ole girl a good time.
Meanwhile, Pop and I fended for ourselves here at the homestead. Vic was fine all day, had a quiet lunch, took naps on the porch, did the crosswords, all without a peep - until Nana came home. As soon as she walked in the door it was "Where's my sweater?" "Meta I need a pain pill." and when she asked how he was his response was, "I've had a fucking terrible day!"
So maybe she didn't have a great first step in the door, but when I told her how happy I was she had a good day, all she said to me was "Thank you, thank you, thank you."
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Nana can have my seat in the airplane anytime! She deserves a day off once in a while.
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