I drove myself up to the vascular surgeon’s office yesterday so they could pull 26 staples out of my groin and leg.
I also found out that giant sore on the bottom of my foot has finally healed up even though it is still tender as hell.


A little TMI for ya.
Then I had to stop on the way back and put some gas in the Big Red Beastie at $4.79 a fucking gallon. I put $40 in it and called it good, I’m not going anywhere anyway.
After that I had to stop and pick up some fucking pills before I could come home..
Speaking of pills, my Primary Doctor’s office called me 3 days ago to inform me that according to some blood tests from 3 weeks ago, I am now Pre-Diabetic and asked me if I would like to start taking another pill.
I take 12 fucking pills now every morning. I thanked them for the info and declined. We shall work on some dietary changes first, thankyouverymuch.
As it is, all I want to do is sleep all the time.
It never fucking ends.
In some Good News, I got woke up by a text from my son this morning informing me that we are Grandparents again. His wife had a baby girl this morning.
Very cool.