I’ve survived the mammogram, the new Medical Wellness testing, and all the other goodies one goes through once a year. I didn’t get lost, but I was not a nice person until after breakfast on the blood draw day, yet I’m smiling. G probably wants to shoot me, but I’m still smiling. The mammogram turned out just fine. Oh hurrah!
What I did learn is that my paper records here are out of date. Everything has changed since I put together the listing of our medical and financial doings in one small notebook here at the house. Even the contents of the safe deposit box have changed since I last did an inventory. I can’t even find my medical directive. ….she says hitting herself on the head.
Rewriting that will be a good chore for next week. She says waving at you, “I’m off to work!”
- Himself: New Subrogation files have been coming in and that makes him a happy man.
- Herself: No gym, just medical tests all week.
- Reading: The Presidents Wives.
- Moments: I’ll be fine when the results of the last two tests come in.