Folks have requested a new update on Donna, and so I now offer this splendid status report.
She continues to do well, and yes, she's walking about and going to her sessions (conversing with skilled, congenial professionals) to make certain that her cognition is sharp. (This fall, she'll only visit the clinic four times a week.) Even so, she has her ups and downs, like any of us do, but it's through her fighting spirit that she improves. In my eyes, she is a marvel-ous Magik equivalent, mutating her way from a bad state to a good one. It's a joyful thing to behold.
However, she still has some of the same old detractors, including that prevalent coward from a neighboring state, who once dismissed Donna as worthless and doomed (alas, he did rear his head again, albeit in an more-or-less indirect, but no less irritating way). The difference between Donna and that spineless boob is that my wife has a real obstacle to overcome, whereas he's little more than a veritable fraud, wrought with jealousy and the inability to mend his callous flaws.
With that petulant statement made, I must again express thanks to those who've shown compassion to us these past months. Your kindness is akin to a coveted pot at the rainbow's end, and as you all know, compassion is worth far more than any sum of gold.
