I have decided to get over my mad about things and just get on with things. It takes me awhile sometimes to adjust to new circumstances. Poor Jim listens to me and tries to make me slow down and take one thing at a time. The doctors are surprised that he has done so well with all of these different illness. They just don't understand why he isn't dead yet. I know, but most people wouldn't understand. He is a determind soul. He stays for me.
Need to get going the birds are screaming that they are hunger and need my attention. Could someone tell me how to keep them from pooping in their water. yuk. I hate cleaning the water dishes.