my feet hurt

Have I truly made no entries since before Christmas? Granted, my overambitious goal of one-a-day entries fell by the wayside many years ago. Weekly updates, ditto. But apparently even the (once) obligatory Christmas/New Year entry got lost this time around. I have spent the past month or so re-reading all my entries from beginning to…

I was in a rush, heading from my office to a side door in the main building that opened to a room full of work waiting for me to attend to. There’s been a lot of construction going on in this section of the building, and the workers had just today dumped a couple of…

Can it be that spring is actually here? Today was an unseasonable 80+ lovely Fahrenheit degrees. I opened the windows, and the cats were immediately part of the situation. The Little Black Shit actually got some quality time outside with The Prof. The robins are doing their territorial dancing, the cardinals have built a nest…

I returned from lunch to the message light blinking on the phone on my desk. The transplant coordinator from the Big City Hospital had called to let me know that my MELD was at 18. In her words, she says that we have to get me “a little bit sicker”. In other words, we need…

Only 23 more ads have come in since last I ranted. Looks like the spam artists have had a slow night. Making up for that, though, I notice that in one of my hotmail accounts that 111 little pieces of spamitis have come in today. That’s a little over the usual count, so I guess…

For the first time in perhaps half a year, the Professor went to bed when I did. He got up when I did too, although that was hunger driven rather than his being ready to rise. In fact, when I came home from work today, he was back in bed. He said he only got…