> > It's been a couple of rough days.
> > Monday, before daylight, I got up in Kennesaw, Ga. and drove home in the truck pulling a loaded trailer. 170 miles.
> >
> > Monday noon, I went to my friendly neighborhood dentist for two fillings and replacement of an old one. It took two hours.
> >
> > Monday, 3:00, I had to work in the garden, because the weeds were winning. Lasted over an hour, but had to quit. Heat of the day.
> >
> > Monday 6:30 pm Drove to Knoxville to watch my grandson in a soccer match. They lost.
> >
> > Tuesday 7:30 am, go to hospital for "Upper GI." That's the one where they run a tube down your throat and check out your stomach and the upper end of you small intestines. Not to bad -- I slept through it. Results look good, but they took me off coffee and chocolate for two months and no Mexican or Italian food.
> > Tuesday noon, bland lunch, no coffee.
> > Tuesday 1:00 pm off to the dentist again for more work. He has to make a living. Only 30 min., this time.
> > Two short afternoon naps. The kind that make you get up feeling worse. Caffine withdrawal headache.
> > Bland supper. No chocolate dessert.
> > It's been rough.
> > Howard
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> Poor Howard! If it cheers you at all, I laughed several times while reading your post. Especially the "He has to make a living" line. Isn't that the truth?
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> Ell"When I grow up, I want to write as well as Howard does"myruh

You had me fooled. I thought you were already grown up.
Howard