I go in for my stress test this morning, then check in with my surgeon. There may be a wee bit of a delay on my surgery, since I now have some kind of a upper respiratory bug. With all the panic over swine flu, they may be too afraid to work on me, which may make me curse at least a little bit. We will see.
In other matters, I am missing my new jaw harp.
My good wife seems to think that one of the cats may have drug it off somewhere, but I have my doubts. Just as soon as I am able to, I shall round up TWICE the usual number of suspects and locate the missing item.
Reminds Me Of A Gal.
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