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I’ve always loved the song, “What a Difference a Day Makes” recorded by the great jazz vocalist, Dinah Washington and others. Many, many years ago, the song made a comeback with Esther Phillips and I saw her in Greenwich Village..oh must be 40 years ago.
24 little hours made a difference in how mom was when I got there this morning at 6:45am. She was up and getting dressed to go to the lab. She also slept all night! Yesterday she went back on her former medication for Ulcerative Colitis and maybe, just maybe, that is helping so very quickly…I say maybe, haven’t a clue. She also ate that entire sliced steak I left for her dinner last night and that was unexpected. After the lab this morning, I stopped at Dunkin’ Donuts to get decaf coffees and their plain sticks. Once home, mom took her morning meds and I made her a 1-egg swiss cheese omelet that she enjoyed with half of the stick cruller. She loved it. Talked with her a few times this morning since I left and she sounds better, more up, more hopeful.
“What a difference a day makes….24 little hours.”
B: 1-egg Swiss Cheese Omelette 1/2 Dunkin’ Donuts Stick Cruller Decaf
L: Chicken Salad Sour Pickle Decaf
D: Roast Chicken quarter Left Over Roast Potato from last night Applesauce and maybe a little salad…maybe…up to mom