Brian, eager eater at the top, digesting at the bottom, being fed by grandfather Elliott or grandmother Toby, who were babysitting in Boston.
Dear friends and family,
Better today. I am going for a CT-Scan of my chest this morning, and maybe something will be found to help me. Many loving friends have sent messages of concern and hope. Please don't worry about me. I am happy. Brian makes me smile from ear to ear.
The last two days were spent mostly in bed, watching movies. Dear Merwin made me a delicious dinner—noodles (prepared by Sonia for the week) with butter and cheese and pepper. Perfect. And he made his own dinner, with a little suggestion from me to spice it up—slices of French bread from the freezer from a batch I had made quite a while ago, with an egg on top. We enjoy each other's company. He's taken to reading to me, usually the Op-Ed columns, or something from The New Yorker. We recently enjoyed Stephen Greenblatt's essay there.
Dave always calls or stops by to see how I am. It's good to have him close by.
Many thanks to all; it is wonderful to know there are caring friends out there, and of course my family is ever present.
Love,
Bernice
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