As you can see, it is now loading - but extremely slowly. I just finished a hard days work - the first day of work as a photographer that I have put in since June 12 - and I am not only tired, but my right shoulder and arm is very sore. I was careful, but still I was using my real camera - the big, heavy, professional one - and I had to put my right arm through motions and tasks that it has not done since June 12.
I kept the sling on all day, but still used my right hand - not to bear the weight of the camera - but to snap the shutter. I have returned to the world.
Hopefully, if this connection remains, I will post the next story tonight, before I go to bed. I can't promise, though.
Before I continue on, though, I feel I might need to clear something up, just in case my last post gave the wrong impression. My Mom was an excellent mother - kind and loving, ready to sacrifice for her children and all those she loved.
She just didn't know about pets, that's all. Pets was a concept she did not grow up with, did not understand, and found most difficult to accept. None-the-less, she was a wonderful mother and I'm both thankful and glad that she was mine.
May she rest in peace, for the final years of her life were torment.