In fact I was a bit disappointed to wake up, as there is always in the back of my mind the hope that I'll be the first person in my family to die peacefully in my sleep. So far most have lingered through months, if not years, of decline and increasing misery, except for a few who have come to violent ends through such things as car crashes. Every time I feel badly the thought comes that this could be the start of that unremitting decline, and I've missed my chance to get hit by a speeding bus or struck by lightning. But I don't suppose I'll get to die peacefully, as I'm not a character in a sentimental movie.
There's no information about a ride to Safeway yet this week, though I don't know if I'd be up to it anyway. There's no appointment with a dentist yet, either. Monday, I guess, for calling the dentist, and maybe a surprise ride to Safeway tomorrow. In the meantime I think the queasiness has subsided enough that I can fix some nice, soft yakisoba noodles for dinner. Thank goodness for microwaves.