Vintage

This is the only vintage photo I have.  It's of my paternal grandmother Sarah (on the right) who was visiting cousins in Scotland some time around 1895.  She lived in Poland and I've always wondered how it came about that she had relatives in Scotland.  When I knew her she was old and spoke little English, but we loved each other and I really grieved her death when I was 14.

Today I brought in a celebratory after-birthday sushi lunch to share with  Lex, which we certainly enjoyed.  In my case, it's the first time I've had sushi in a long time, since sushi is definitely not on the dialysis diet, but you have to have a treat sometimes.

Back to dialysis tomorrow.