Am I coming or going? I'm not really sure. Hubby sat with the kits so I could take a little break and go over to the condo to check the mailbox, I walked through the Lloyd Center mall en route.

Doyle is ok, head still upright but appetite hasn't returned. She slept as close to me as she possibly could all night, tucked right into my arm and neck like a baby. Naboo is calmer, he's wary of his sister if he comes into the living room and she is there, he just runs upstairs if he feels it's all too much. I am grateful to him for that.

Hubby is now en route to SF to be at the apartment for the furniture delivery tomorrow morning. I wish we were going down on the 25th, but until Doyle is well enough to travel we'll be here in Portland.