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After some frustration with a useless message, USPS phone system finally resulted in a lovely helpful woman who, after getting all other info and listening kindly to my frustration. asked me the address to which the package was sent. Lo and behold, when the dear woman at the library looked it up on line, either she wrote it wrong or I read it wrong = the package had gone to 852 instead of 856. I did not use a last name as I considered "Tanya" adequate when added to the address. Poor Tanya, and I. She had been watching for it. I had wondered why she did not let me know it had arrived.

I learned even more - she seems to be living with my son/ her brother and family which could be why she seems happier. She is hyper sensitive to the colour of her skin. She could not go to 852 last night at 7 pm; basically because she is the "wrong kind of person" for the neighbourhood - where my son (same colour) has lived for about 10 years. she would wait until morning. I still have not heard.

Meanwhile, I can barely walk. If I very carefully walk about 20 or so feet, it gets easier. I shall be able to do things in the K when necessary. I have spent the day mostly sitting with legs up and me on computer, and the afternoon mostly in bed exhausted, with no inclination to do anything at all. Connie, busy doing her taxes, and I are clean out of ideas, Food intake totally changed - only what the pendulum OKs. No choc. Today it tells me I do not have diabetes and has rejected all the supplements for D. It has been helpful for over 8 years and neither it nor Connie have steered my wrong. I do have to ask it the right questions. Hope tomorrow is better.

Yes, I have considered a physician but have far less faith in them.

So I have done next to nothing today - a few emails and lots of deleting.