Day two, and I somehow didn’t have a prompt for today.
Today has really been a matter of recovering from yesterday’s ordeal, unfortunately.
Yesterday was an….ordeal.
Late Sunday night, my oldest friend, who’d promised to drive me in to the city to get this procedure done called out sick. Like coughing up blood sick. I don’t think it’s the dreaded COVID, but probably not a good idea to have him in the hospital, regardless.
So mad scramble to figure out getting a ride to and from. My wife can’t drive in the District, so find something else…..
Let me call my brother.
He drove me in and out. Not really a good way to express my gratitude for that. He’d actually never been to our place….which turns out to be about fifteen minutes away from his work.
But get to the hospital at 0800, check in, do perp, they take me back, and I go night-night.
Similar to the one a few years ago. Hopefully there’s nothing weird on the lab results, but I won’t know for about a week, probably.
Home. Sleep off the anesthesia, light dinner, normal twice-weekly work fun, and football.
Today was waking up barely in time to sign-on for work on-time, working a full shift, then going to vote.
Fingers crossed that the candidates against whom I voted lose.
But I’m feeling sort of okay, and, thankfully, don’t have anywhere else to go until I get my teeth cleaned Saturday morning.
But back to the election, kind of where I am with the whole process, now, is voting against the worst people. Considering Virginia has open primaries, I often get two opportunities to do that — once in the controlling party’s “open” primary, and again in the general election.
At the same time, I understand the appeal of just refusing to participate. I can’t remember at this point the last time I felt good about casting a vote for a candidate.
We’ll see what the results are.