MY DAY... in Postcards 4

…our day, and his day too.

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It's his birthday. I admit my mind was fractionally taken away by the dawn repeat mammogram and ultrasound. And too, my attention was diverted by the sinus agony being a broken tooth below it. He just doggedly works on. Here he is at work. He's just worked through eldest daughters clutter disaster, my hysteria over the mammograms, combined with the agony in my sinus turning into a new crown. Perhaps he wasn't totally distracted by this all as he did schedule a follow up for his stomach. One of those, "What else am I supposed to do," appointments. I'm proud to know this special James Bond on this his 29th birthday.

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Last updated January 26, 2016