she's back!!! as another she is leaving...

I took the bull by the horns, or at least the infected surgical wound by the skin. I packed my belly button with a gauze soaked with hot castor oil, covered it with a 4X4 and a bio-occlusive dressing last not and kept it on all night. This morning, I woke up at 4:45AM,wide awake and full of energy with my wound closing up by 2/3's and the swelling decreased by 1/2! I tried to just have a cup of tea and my raw cocoa hot drink and read the paper and rest but with 20 minutes I was taking things out of the fridge, making a green smoothie, washing the fridge inside and out. Making Doug's lunch for the first time in 3 weeks, he had to carry about 10 pounds of food to his office! Then I bathed, shaved, gave my self a facial, dried my hair and got dressed in work clothes. I spent the next 11 hours working preparing several raw food dishes, cleaning, organizing, giving myself a man and a pedi, picking up poop, taking out the trash and the recycling, getting the mail, making phone calls, answering emails, and trying to take a nap several times through the day. I really did try to take it easy but I was so jazzed and unable to not do the activity before me.As I was trying to snooze for the last time today, I got a phone call from the niece of Doug's best friend Paulyne, she was calling for Doug to let him know the Paulyne has gone into Hospice from the ICU where she had been for the past week. She has asked to be in hospice and for all medicines and life supports to be removed. She can eat, or whisper, she can hear and she can shake her head yes and no, she is tired and comfortable. When asked if she wanted Doug called she shook her head yes. They don't expect her to live very long anywhere from a few hours to a few days. I have to tell Doug tonight in a few minutes when he gets home from his twelve hour work day. His heart will be broken, he had considered going to see her for the past couple of the months, but he couldn't go in his weakened condition to the very cold Midwest. There will be no funeral, only a small memorial at the grave for the family per her request, so he won't even be able to go pay his respects. My hope is that she lasts long enough for him to have a chance to speak to her, as her niece suggested tonight, she would hold to the phone up to Paulyne's ear and he could say his goodbyes and tell her one last time that he loves her. He has loved her as a dear friend since he was 27, when as his new next door neighbor, she took him under her wing and fed him at her table, he returned to that table as often as he could over the past 30 years, the two of them having many adventures together and sharing their lives with each other. It will be a very sad next few days at our house. I am glad that I am finally feeling like I am able to be there for him. I will also be very careful to take care of myself.