Home in The Common Room

Checking in to say that I’m alive and home.

So encouraged by lovely, thoughtful notes. Going down the list trying to make thanks personal.

Sore throat last night but gone now. Nose filling throat with sticky stuff and foaming up in cough (you needed to know that, right?)

My left hand looks very young as the swelling has pulled out all the wrinkles. Neat concept. Maybe I should quit trying to lose weight and let it pile on. Nice smooth skin. I jest, of course.

All else the same, except that there is definitely something solid there, not liquid.

Results from doctor in afternoon of Thursday. He arranged for youngest daughter to be there, which does not bode well either.

I call myself an optimistic pessimist. My lifelong premise has been that if I expect ill, I’ll never be disappointed. If ill arrives, I knew it already. If good arrives, I’m pleasantly surprised.

A surprise would be nice.

Until again, Katren