Mona just left. Her “minutes” are about an hour long, and I get ear fatigue very quickly. She means well, I guess, but dysfunctional families are not what I want for a steady diet.
The rest of the day is mine, unless FS wants to come and take me to Walgreen’s. It looks like the pain clinic won’t change to Kroger until my next appointment — in July. Unngh.
That reminds me, I need to call the podiatrist and get a refill on my ankle pill.