
Bright sunny day—y'rs came last evn'g—expect Mrs. O'C now, en route for Wash'n—Shall try to get out in wheel chair a little to-day—nothing very different in my affairs or condition—pretty dull & heavy as I sit here mostly alone (left to latent resources, but somehow get along)
Evn'g—Had a good hearty massage at 1 & went in wheel chair soon after 2—quite a jaunt—went to the bank—went down to the river side—sun, river & sky fine—sat 15 minutes in the Nov. sun—find my head & bodily strength pretty low yet (no improvement)—I like my sailor boy nurse—I cannot move without his help—my grub to-day rice-and-mutton broth, bread, and stew'd prunes—appetite fair—feeling pretty fair as I sit here just after 6—(it is dark here now by 5)—bowel action not bad—this head botheration (heaviness, stiffness, half ache) unintermitted—at times quite bad—but consider myself blessed to have it all as well as I do—You fellows in the Asylum must have gay times—God bless you all—
Walt Whitman
