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Three trips to Cleveland a week now. Tuesday and Thursday after work and all da…

saved Jan 15, 2023 21:00date Jan 15, 2023
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Three trips to Cleveland a week now. Tuesday and Thursday after work and all day Sunday. Sixty-two miles round trip. Mom says she's fine and the refrigerator says otherwise: a quart of buttermilk, half a pound cake somebody brought in November, and Dad's hot sauce. She's sleeping in her chair, not the bed. She says the bed is too big. Dennis asked on Friday how I'm holding up and I said fine.

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{
 "$type": "n_type_journal_entry",
 "id": "n_journal_2023_01_15",
 "createdAt": "1673816400000",
 "date": "2023-01-15T21:00:00.000Z",
 "body": "Three trips to Cleveland a week now. Tuesday and Thursday after work and all day Sunday. Sixty-two miles round trip. Mom says she's fine and the refrigerator says otherwise: a quart of buttermilk, half a pound cake somebody brought in November, and Dad's hot sauce.\n\nShe's sleeping in her chair, not the bed. She says the bed is too big.\n\nDennis asked on Friday how I'm holding up and I said fine.\n"
}

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personas/caregiver/records/journal-2023-2024.yaml:3

- id: journal-2023-01-15
  kind: journal_entry
  date: 2023-01-15 21:00
  body: |
    Three trips to Cleveland a week now. Tuesday and Thursday after work and all day Sunday. Sixty-two miles round trip. Mom says she's fine and the refrigerator says otherwise: a quart of buttermilk, half a pound cake somebody brought in November, and Dad's hot sauce.

    She's sleeping in her chair, not the bed. She says the bed is too big.

    Dennis asked on Friday how I'm holding up and I said fine.