Yesterday's News

I rode the bike yesterday, Monday, and was nearly kabonged by an old guy coming out a driveway as I was signaling a left to turn into MY driveway!

How outrageous THAT would have been, to die within 50 feet of safety!

I went to the doctor (nurse practioner, actually) today. He says I need physical therapy for my shoulder. That's better than surgery! He also said my "more personal" complaint seems to be doing well. He says I need more fiber. Yech!

I scored a May parking pass from the cancer clinic, rationalizing that since I was getting a PSA test after the doctor visit, I was acting as a legitimate cancer clinic patient. Not some scofflaw. Not some cheap-o who doesnt want to pay for parking. No, not me!

I went to the lab for the PSA, only had to wait about ten minutes. I went in, the lady stabbed me, but couldn't get anything out. While they were discussing the problem I felt an little woozy, and said so. They gave me a drink of water and a cold compress on the back of my neck. I felt better, but when they suggested I might want to lay down while they tried the other arm, I took them up on it. The table was covered in papers, form, and other stuff which they had to clear off. I was a bit embaressed, but they were very nice and reassuring. So I laid down on the table and a guy stuck me and told a Tarzan joke and an elephant joke to distract me. It worked. I felt ok afterwards and headed back to work.