Twenty-one (8/10)

Freewrite

Well, yet another one.

I’m waiting for my doctor to get on the camera for my telehealth visit. She’s clearly running behind.

But I was running around this morning. It went somewhat well, but there’s more I have to do tomorrow.

Progress on fixing the immediate difficulties. Unfortunately, it’ll only push me until next spring.

But it’s something, I suppose.


And disrupted by her finally getting on. She’s happy with the MRI results, so that’s a relief. I can also take ibuprofen, which the drugmaker was kind of pushing me away from, so that should make me feel a bit better.

Am I really two-thirds of the way through this streak?

Yep.

Another frenetic day awaits. Then maybe some relief for the weekend.