Although today was a little like swimming through a river of razor blades, I think I came out of it better than I went into it.
After less than two years, the Boss has decided to refinance The Kennel. Like, right now. He has an appointment with the banker tomorrow, and he needed all kinds of reports to showó something, Iím not sure what. All I know is that I got a phone call at four oíclock that made it clear I wasnít going anywhere tonight (not even D.J.ís school open house, which I had been looking forward to).
And I was up sick between 3:00 am and 4:00 am last night, and in the bathroom all morning, and ready for a nap well before noon, and totally not fit for human companionship at any point during the day. Plus, sneezing. After days free from most of the allergy symptoms Iíve had all my life, sneezing. Back with a vengeance.
Then tonight, out of the blue, the pain was gone. Well, nearly gone. I could twist my right arm around about halfway without a twinge, and the twinges when I went a little too far werenít all that bad. So Iím in a new thinking mode now. Iím afraid that it wonít hurt enough by the time I go to the doctor (May 31), and I donít want to show up without something to complain about.