Procedure...
Butch and I celebrated Valentine's day pretty much in the same way as the last 63 plus years. Mildly sentimental and in the company of each other and that suits us both. I was obliged to get a Covid test so that is what we did in the morning. For those of you who have the image of them stuffing a Q-tip in your nose clear up to your brain, you will be glad to know they do not do it that way anymore. It was not at all unpleasant and they did not call me so it must be a negative for Covid. So most of the week has been in limbo waiting. Waiting for test results, waiting for word on the time and place, and waiting for it to be time to get the procedure done and over with. Well, today is the day and 8:30 am is the time. Being the early riser that I am, I am sitting here at my computer, remembering that I haven't posted anything in a couple of days.
The medical people keep assuring me that it is not a big deal. I will tell you later today if I agree with them.
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