Thursday, September 24, 2015
It's the allergy, not the cancer, but.....
His response was, "my next tattoo." Gave me a nice grin.
I've taken a much needed day to do a whole lot of nothing. Tom came by after work to pick up a piece of mail and shoot the breeze for a while. It was really nice to just sit outside and talk for a while.
I want to try to get to bed at a decent hour tonight. Even though I only sleep in one hour stretches, I still need to get enough rest to get up early and head for Portsmouth. I'm a bit of a bundle of nerves since there may be some answers to the "what," "why," and "what's next" questions. I am remaining optimistically hopeful.
Frequency was tampered a bit today with ibuprofen. I'm not keen on taking high doses for a long period of time, but right now, that's not my top concern.
And so it goes.