I had a nice
long visit with Bruce on Sunday. Otherwise, the day was totally uneventful —
just the way I like a day – well… except for an orgy of television in the
evening with Leon on my lap: My Mother
and Other Strangers, Grantchester, and Prime Suspect: Tennyson. Yum!
This week I
have no obligations except Dr. Shoja.
I missed last
summer; I was overwhelmed with PTSD symptoms and spent most of it indoors and
in the company of too many doctors. This summer it’s Bruce who’s overcome with
symptoms and missing the best season of the year. This afternoon we’ll have a
party for him in the hospital cafeteria. I’m taking a nice long walk to get
there.
And finally:
The last I heard the Arts Club is having their reading week this week and so I
should hear about their decisions next week.
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