Dear Betsy,
I am sorry I haven't called you for your birthday. I am very sick and with a bad chest cold and asthma. I am really wheezing. The doctor put me on choleydol 200 mgm 3x a day and it helps. I cough all the time, etc. I have never had asthma before. Grandpa has it also. I really feel for you. I am glad you are better though. You are had asthma bad when you were little.
I got Sandy's wedding invitation yesterday. I am upset because she didn't say Judith E. Thompson which is my legal name. Bob is upset also. I imagine your Dad and Alison are also. I don't know why she did it that way.
Did you get your birthday present yet? I hope so. Does it fit? I don't know when to call you. When is a good time?
Kelly is fine. She is so cute. I really love her. She sleeps by me and is my baby. She is a tiny pretty Siamese cat. She probably doesn't help my asthma.
I would like to just lay down and sleep away this misery but I won't. I went to bed at 8 PM last night because I was so sick. I had 101 fever, etc. I haven't been sick in 5 years.
I don't know if I can make it to Salt Lake with my legs and feet. I will probably be very miserable. My back is bad again. I have to see the back doctor March 31. I will have to have to x-rays over again. It has been 11 years since I have had trouble. I probably need a back brace or spinal fusion operation. It is perfect these days I understand.
Well, I will close. Write me soon. I love you so much.
All my love,
Mom
This is my mother. She left me when I was just 14 years old. I saw her a few times from teenage through the typical college years (although I didn’t have typical college years) and then she passed away before I married or had children. She was a wonderful woman that I know I would talk to her often if she were alive, but I really never got the chance.
The most current entries are things I would tell her and only her ... because they aren’t meant to be heard, just vented (if she were alive). The majority of this blog are letters she wrote to me (and a few to my sisters) during the years that we were apart.
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