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I make lunch for Trri every day, but I like to mix it up a bit ocassionally. Lunch meat every day can be tiresome. I hard boiled some eggs to make an egg salad sandwhich, but by the time they were done, I got dizzy and lightheaded, which I am prone to do, and after cooling the eggs, promptly fell on them. It took about 15 minutes to get back on my feet, but low and behold the eggs were pretty much shelled. I just had to rinse them in water, but it was the easiest time I've ever had peeling eggs. I don't recommend this mind you, I cut my head and you know how scalp wounds bleed. Still, I managed not to get any blood in the egg salad. I had a similar occurence in the hospital earlier this month. When I fall, it makes a large thud. I was crawling back to the bed in an open backed hopital gown, so everyone got a free show. I had to get a new catherder everyday anyway, so I can safely say that there is little about my personal body modesty left.

Speaking of which, I go in this Thursday for a colon check. I'm really looking forward to that. I realize I'm at an age now where this is going to be a regular thing, but I generally like to be kissed when entered from the rear; I doubt that's going to happen. At least one good thing. I generally don't wear underware anyway, this will come in handy this time. I like my doctor. He's very charming, I mention he's Polish only because I find it amusing. With his practice in a retirement community, he still calls me young man, although he can't be much older than I am. Sadly, every time I end up at the hopital they copy him, and I do not always behave in hospitals. I checked myself out AMA this last time. Even then the hunky male nurses were trying to stop me. A very lively discussion ensued. I won, of course. I told the charge nurse that if he didn't get me a wheelchair, I would crawl down that halls loudly and creatate a PR diisaster. I've been to Tri-City Hospital about six times in the past two years, and each time it get's worse. Unfortunately, they are are on my healthcare plan, so I can't go to Palomar, which is not only closer, but they treat you like a human being. Tri-City is nothing more than a kennel. I'm nothing special, but I am a human being, and expect to be treated like one.

Well, that's my bitching and moaning for this evening. I'm kind of hoping my prostate checks out. Given the luck I've had with Tri-City, I don't don't want them drilling my ass. I talked to a rep from the insurance company who said I should look for another hospital. I remended her of all the hastle I went through when I went to Palomar where I lost a lung. I thought health insurance was health insurance, and you went to the closest place. I was naive. I didn't realize they had back-handed deals.

On good news, Alan is out of the hospital now. The pneumonia he had was a very rare and violent kind. They can't explain how he got it. It does keep him out of chemo for awhile though, I'm afraid he's out of the semester at SDSU though. I hope this doesn't cost him his career.

Well that's all my good news from the ether tonight. My love to all.