Well, we're home.

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We had an interesting day. We were in and out of the va in less than an hour. I meantioned we needed laundry detergent, and George was on board to go to Aldi, but for some reason Fyft won't go to the Aldi close to our house, but I didn't know that until we were on the way. So I had to request a ride to the one in South Daytona, and George wasn't happy about that. Thought our driver was a witch with a B, because she was ignoring him, and the harder he tried to talk, the more swear words came out, because he kept saying things wrong and he knew it. He did eventually appoligize and calm down, but I promised him a ride to the one he wanted to go to next time we go to the va in two weeks. I feel for George sometimes, because I know what the stroke came from him. We're thankful it didn't completely take his independance. I am proud f him, he tries to do so much, and he tries so hard. Other then that, we're doing our level best.