12/9/22
Today is Friday. We got home yesterday afternoon. We planned on making a couple of stops on the way home, but that plan got nixed. I wasn’t feeling well and made David stop three times in the last 45 minutes of travel. He waited patiently in the car, as always. Last night and this morning we’re no picnic, either. I’m feeling better this afternoon, so I reckon it has passed.
I am getting my stitches out next Thursday. I made the appointment today. I have not heard anything about my MRI, though. I’m still expecting a call the first part of next week about my biopsy. I have a phone call appointment on Friday with the surgeon in Houston at MD Anderson. She wants to follow up with me.
I slept 7 1/2 hours straight last night without moving, or even getting up to pee. I love my new bed.
David asked if I wanted to go to the movie theater tonight and I said no. That particular theater does not allow licensed concealed weapons. I will never go in there again. My thought is: making good people helpless will not make bad people harmless. I think their policy is stupid.
Freedom has a nice ring to it.
And a bit of recoil.
Californians: When you leave California to move to Texas, please remember that you are a refugee. Not a missionary.
I think my family in Idaho would say the same thing.
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