An Additional Taunt

The Socialist phoned me again this morning, this time from Tennessee. It looks like he’ll be home by tomorrow. Sorry cats, but it looks like you’ll be kicked out of the bedroom after tonight. I suspect the Grey Menace is going to have her nose out of joint for a bit; she’d gotten used to…

We’re going to be upping the ante on this disease. Beginning Wednesday, I begin something called PUVA therapy. Consider it a somewhat benign cross between radiation and chemo therapy. I take a drug, methoxasalen two-and-a-half hours or so before being put into a UVA light box for 15 minutes. The period of time will never…

Some very nice person sent me a handmade present in totally unnecessary thanks for something I’d done for her. I’m not sure what the proper name is, but I’m choosing to call it a Totem bag because I plan on using it for small keepsakes that have meaning to me. The problem is that the…

And apparently Hamipik is down. Guess I won’t be adding any pictures of SLFC to this entry.

Cats at bedroom door. Shoo cats! Let me sleep awhile. Cats think “food”, not “flu”. I promise I’ll make a real entry soon. It’s just easier to compose haiku in bed than it is to compose entries.

The Socialist is now tucked safely away in California. He called late yesterday afternoon, about three hours after he arrived at his grandparents. He did get a room last night, so he was at least well rested. He planned to meet up with a friend of his last night and go see Two Towers again….