No, I'm not a meanie, it's called tough love.
Lib called yesterday morning and wanted me to come down and get her newspaper and mail for her again, because she "wasn't sure if she could make the trip yet". (She hasn't gone outside at all since Monday's excursion and has barely left her chair since the medicine fiasco)
I did.
And when I got down there I made her go WITH me.
:-)
And I also told her that we needed to dust off her walking shoes because there was no reason we couldn't get back at it next week.
Before heading back home I made her laugh by being dorky and all is right in Wanatah again.
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