Sunday

Very quiet day. Too chilly to do anything outside, so I just sat around the house, watched basketball and read. Feeling fine.

Saturday

Saturday was a very good day. My only complaint was the scalp pain and most of the time I can ignore that.
Jan and I decided to try to see a movie. Our thinking was that the movie (Crazy Heart) had been out for a while and most people that wanted to see it already had and little kids wouldn't be interested. Randy Kaines came and took Mom out to lunch while we went to a 2:00 matinee. We guessed right, There were probably 10-12 people total in the theater.
I liked the music and thought Jeff Bridges did a great job, but overall the movie wasn't all that good.
Richard mowed the lawn and I got my roses fertilized. As I said, it was a very good day.

Friday

Oh, the hair is falling out for sure. I expected it but I didn't know it would be painful. My entire scalp is tender to the touch. It even hurts to comb my hair. Maybe the little follicles are protesting. I just wish they wouldn't try to plant their stupid signs.
Otherwise, it was a pretty good day, all things considered.

Thursday

Not so good today. Had a stiff neck and head-ache most of the day, so when I got home I took a Tylenol-3...on an empty stomach. Not smart.
Also, I think the hair is starting to go and I never was a fan of Kojak. Oh well, it'll come back. I hope.

Wednesday

Nothing much to report today. Appetite, taste, and energy are all slowly improving. I may be back to normal by the time I have to do it all over again. fun, fun, fun
It would have been a pretty good day except for Murphy showing up at work. What did I expect on St. Patrick's Day.

Tuesday

Worked again today. My energy level was somewhat better, but when I got home I fell asleep in front of the TV before I could finish a cup of tea.
Jan informs me that I slept thru 3 old women yanging away in the dining room. I guess there are benefits to a low energy level.

Monday

I went to work today. It went really well, but I was pretty much done in at the end of the day. For sure the only way to follow me home was to follow the hiney track. It was draggin' out any footprints. (If you can follow a hiney track, I don't want to know it.)

Richard fertilized the blueberries for me. Hopefully, we'll have a little better crop this year and more each year for a while.