Fiorella is quite pleased with herself and her ingenuity. The soles of her feet had started aching in the middle of the night so she got out of bed and wandered around her end of the house, scouting out something she could rig up to soak her tootsies in. Her normal first choice would have been the bath tub, but her granddaughter, with whom she shares a bathroom, had informed her a while back that the tub "is broken," and your girl certainly wasn't going to test it out in the middle of the night, so all she could do was scout around her end of the house for something that would hold water--hot water. The first thing that caught Fio's eye, Granddaughter's spongy step-stool turned upside down, wouldn't be deep enough, and her second choice, the waste-paper basket sitting next to her bed was too tall, but the plastic waste-paper basket in her studio was just right--after your girl used a paper cup to ladle hot water into it. Then came the ultimate test--putting her feet in and out, one foot at a time, into the hot water Fio had gotten from the faucet. AAAAAAAAH--heaven!
Your girl's heart doctor has given her her a green light for another eight to ten years before her pacemaker has to be changed out again, so WHOOPEE!
Upward, ever upward--now to get that knee of Fio's replaced, the one she tried to crack a branch on for the fireplace at the old house. And after that, as she's said, will come a visit to a doctor who can cure her ever-running nasal passages. Hmm...wonder if a little plastic surgery could be in the offing too😁
Fiorella just had a very nice telephone call from Daughter, which warmed her heart💗
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