Good morning! 45° now, 55° later. There is a chance of some rain. Yesterday was only 51° or so and was very pleasant. And sunny.
Hope it goes well Friday buppies.
Well no machine delivery this week. The truck driver has problems with this trailer and needs parts that are not available. It is the only specialized trailer needed to move the machine available right at the moment. And it is broke. But the funny part of the whole thing is the dealer salesman changed the delivery from early December to this week to game the commission & bonus plans where he works. Since it isn't shipping, he is losing out on commission and bonus.

Since I think he is a prima donna, I thought this was really funny yesterday.
And another day from last year.
The morning blood draw started the day off. My right elbow was a giant black and blue mess from all the times it had been jabbed for blood. Then the ****** Youth showed up and wreaked their usual destruction on my bed and table. Waited and checked the iPad, no joy, the blockage was still there.
With getting some nutrients, I actually did feel better. My stomach and intestines were doing some rumbling.
This was my birthday last year. The nurses all wished me a Happy Birthday, my wife called and wished me a Happy Birthday. It wasn't a happy birthday, I was stuck in the hospital. In hindsight, it could have been worse, I could have been 6' under. Kandi & Mikaela gave me a birthday present, an extra cup of water & ice. I made some smart @ss remark, Kandi told me I must be feeling better, I was starting to be a smart @ss. She laughed.
I am friends with a pro motorcycle racer. A year ago, I just figured he thought I was an annoying fan. He sent me a text message wishing me a Happy Birthday fairly early in the morning. He also commented on how quiet I had been for the past month or so. Initially I didn't answer him since it was somewhat of downer day that the blockage was still the same size. Finally answered with a cryptic message that I had Covid and was in the hospital. That started a series of text messages from him that would last well into the New Year. Usually multiple times a day checking on how I was doing, did I need anything, etc. It really changed my perception of him. And made me realize there are people that care that are not in a close circle to you. He reads stuff on ADV, so he may see this.
Pulmonary took me off oxygen for most the day. I was able to maintain better than 96% BOL, even during the physical therapy session when I made a couple of laps of the room with the walker. The oxygen was turned on a very low flow rate for the night.
Before she left, Kandi told me she was working a short schedule for the week. And she wanted my opinion of the nurse that was going to take care of me Thursday & Friday. I found it odd, but told her I would. Seems Kandi was a fairly senior nurse and had some supervisory responsibilities.
Everyone stay out there!