1/18/23

It's Wednesday.  I had physical therapy this morning and then a transfusion at the cancer center this afternoon.  It's just an injection.  I'm not sure why they call it a transfusion.  What do I know?  Thanks to the Diabetic Supply Company, I wasn't late for my appointment.  They called at 7:00 a.m. to see if I needed any of their products.  After a short, one-sided conversation by me, I told them never to call me again.  Apparently, the staff didn't get the memo and they called again at 8:00 a.m.  After another short conversation, in which they didn't get a word in edgewise, I hung up on them.  Again.  David was home all day.  He got 7 calls from them.  7.  You read that right.  I think they must be wearing their turbans too tight.

MD Anderson sent me a memo saying the staff had my images and reports and they will be studied over the next couple of days by their team.  I should know something by the first of next week if I need a biopsy, or not.  I'm hoping for the 'not'.  It's just scar tissue growing.  That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

We got home yesterday afternoon and it was nice sleeping in my own bed.  Courtney's guest room bed is very nice, but my Purple is simply splendid.  I was very tired when I got home from town today.  As soon as I walked in the door, I headed straight to my recliner.  I fell asleep in seconds.  David covered me with a blanket and I slept for a couple hours.  

Note to self:  If I live to be 100, I've got it made.  Very few people die past that age.

It would be nice if millions of dollars could be spent on schools and roads, but, unfortunately, all that money is currently needed for political ads.


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