Afternoon Pops and friends. I SURVIVED yesterday... barely, but I took people down with me.
I owe some apologies, some owe me apologies and others didn't pay enough attention to rank an apology. I did some Oscar worthy performances when confronted by my arch nemesis (anyone with a needle aimed at my veins) and they told me just look away and think of something pleasant. The first one I asked if she'd cleaned the area. When facing the inevitable, my mind raced for ways to stall. The second one told me to look away as she moved my arm back and forth looking for (and I quote) "a big, fat, juicy vein". She told me to drop my arm off the table and that's when my inner Meryl Streep arose to swoon, groan and maybe howl. I don't know how, but I survived. It must have helped to drink that big glass of water on Sunday. I was hydrated!
I agree with you ABQ, we need to eat regular food. I'm saving it for when I run out of junk food.
Leon, the shadow on your lung reminded me of Joe Versus The Volcano when he was diagnosed with a brain cloud. They wanted him to think he was dying so he'd jump in a volcano after an extravagant break from his mundane existence. Exactly what country were you in that would send you to a pimp? Anyway, get well soon!
Have a good day everyone.