Imagine. Clickity clack.
Lessa is doing better. I regretfully have an return appointment for a diagnostic mammogram and an ultrasound. The pulmonary surgeon says my pulse is roaring so the graft is holding well. I have an appointment with the bone doc and am taking G. Yin and Yang.
G is off to work, and I am off to buy windshield washer fluid before the day get’s too hot. I did buy dinner tho I can’t remember the meals I planned. I work on a poem about wasting money. The first of the new/used books I bought for the trip arrived Saturday, and I’m having a terrible time ignoring it. Yin and Yang again.
Sometimes that’s ok too.