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Last Friday I posted a quick blog about Mom and I heading down to Jewish National Hospital to get some tests run and then dashed off a research question I had for a scene I was writing in my murder mystery, which I didn't have time to figure out because of that day's adventure.

You all generously chimed in with suggestions. And this past Sunday when my computer broke down, I finally had time, by necessity to go to the Evergreen public library to do that research. And of course, you were right on. In fact, the librarian showed me a reference page on the library's system that quickly took me to the State of Colorado's business license look up which allowed me to easily find the history of a local business.

I want to thank you all for your helping hand.

Today, we're heading back down to Denver to JNH, for another blood test that will measure the effectiveness of the cardiac medications that Mom's taking, her last blood test before she heads back home to Florida for a couple of months. Before I head out, I also want to thank you all for your encouraging words. Encouraging words are fuel for the journey and inspiration to do more and better. This road would be much lonelier without your friendship. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Comments

larramiefg said…
Whether you realize it or not, you've already taken great strides...onward! :)
Anonymous said…
Safe Travels to Everyone!! Enjoy the journey, and hopefully the scenery. See you when you get back if no computer is going with you ...xo
slow panic said…
Best of luck with the medical tests and hugs to both you and your mom.
Keetha said…
You're welcome.

I admire you and how brave you are. It's encouraging! I'm proud for you and glad to get to see your story unfold.
Jennifer S said…
Hoping for a good result for your mother, and sending strength and so many good thoughts.

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