Still good

Bob's been off oxygen most of the day and feeling pretty good. I walked to his apartment and cleaned a little, also brought back some books and some of the food I fixed for him this week that would have gone bad if it had stayed in the fridge. I froze what i could freeze for next week. Anyway, I keep being blindsided by how easily Bob could have died. He didn't. Now I want to work harder on valuing every moment - which may be backfiring a little because i'm so darn serious about making the most of every moment rather than being good at lightening up and enjoying. That balance is hard for me.