Good morning. Happy Humph Day!
It’s in the mid 60s now heading for a high of 90, if the foreguess is to be believed.
The Princess got a good report on her liver, although the doctor didn’t send the actual lab results. Mrs. ArGee has requested them. In any case, the doctor was happy that the indicators of liver function had improved significantly. So we’re able to reduce the steroid by half. We’re going to try the main chelating pill for another month (it’s EXPENSIVE) and if things still look good we’ll try taking her off of it all.
I’m sorry to be shoving pills down her throat for another month, but I’m glad it appears to have been working.
I blew the 3rd guess, but this wasn’t too bad.
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Such a sweet little kitty!
I’ve had a shower and now I’m sitting in the breeze from having the back door open. It’s 56° out there, and 70 Fs in here. The high Out There will be 85° and about 15-20 degrees cooler in here. ;o]
I went to talk to Chuck yesterday, but only Beth was there and just when we got down to talking about the things that matter, Corey the smoker came in and suddenly monopolized the conversation. Rita, the Quebecoise, showed up next and finally chuck got there. I gave up.
I’ll try today to find out about the things that need to be done, including my screaming shower head. I really want this stuff done before Chuck leaves, because otherwise, I’ll have to pay someone to do it and I’d rather not.
Anyway, the gals are all moaning and groaning about how much they will miss him and how much they “love him,” and all I could think of was “A short lesson in how to make the newcomer feel unwanted.” She’s not even sure she’s going to take the job, and Chuck still isn’t sure she’s suitable for it. It was better when no one knew about his retirement but Jim and I.