His lawyer did a wonderful job today, making the house prosecutors look like jackasses and dumb ones at that.
I didn't get anything done today except working on the archives... the spackling that I did yesterday wasn't dry enough to work on yet, so I'll do some of that tomorrow, I hope.
Karen finally had an appointment to see the doc today about her headaches, so I went with her. Just to make sure that she told the right story, y'understand...
Anyway, he agreed with me... it's most likely vascular, putting it in the migraine category. And I heard something from Karen that I'd never heard before... she always knows before she gets them! The prodrome is synonymous with migraines, of course. The one clue that she never told me about was the most important one.
So the doc gave her some pills to take when she gets the prodrome, to abort the attack... it constricts the vessels, since it's the expansion of the arteries that cause the pain.
Me, I'm doing OK, except, of course, for being tired. I got a feeling that I'm gonna screw up this turn-around, unless I can sleep the next eighteen hours. Not very damned likely, that.
Time for another stop-smoking attempt. O'well.
The boys should be getting here sometime soon, within the next coupla days, anyway. I think that Tyler was supposed to go back to work tomorrow... I'm looking forward to them being here.
More tomorrow...
Another long day... up way too early, and I want to watch the prez before I go to bed.