Wet again. Senior Center duty and errands will make
up my daily activities. Writing is still not comfortable. Some head tilts make
me mildly seasick for a blink. Since I didn’t hear from the doc, it’s safe to
think there was nothing noteworthy in the CAT scan. I want everything that’s
supposed to be in my brain to be there and nothing that’s not supposed to be
there. I want my life back without worrying
about this thing.
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